THAT IS THE QUESTION
Watching old movies or old tv shows and spotting a toupee used to amuse me. I wondered why men preferred that look, or the combover, to their perfectly charming receding hairlines.
I did get it. If I was a man, I’d want to hold on to a full head of stunning, youthful locks too. Even as a woman, I wish I had the hair of my younger self. Some toupees are hard to spot. Others, quite obvious, but I’m no longer amused by their incidental occurrences.
My mother and father each had one brother. My mother has, and my father had thick beautiful hair. But their brothers had that garland of hair above their ears; the tops of their heads completely exposed to the elements. I liked that look. Because I loved them. I guess that’s why I found toupees amusing.
But now, I prefer them, even the bad ones, to the ubiquitous shaved heads that have been the style for lo, these many years.
It’s a matter of taste, but to me, total baldness is attractive on very few people. I didn’t think I was alone in that opinion, but the shaved heads are more than a passing fad, so maybe I am.
Maybe not. Perhaps just alone in my opinion of toupees.