The shit blog of Paul Chris Jones

My hair has grown a lot over the past couple of months. As you can see in the photo below, I currently look a bit like Tintin, if Tintin had a beard.

So I've gone from bald to having a strange quiff.

I resemble a cress head: an eggshell with cress 'hair' that kids love to make.

Sides

The sides are looking better. They still objectively look bad, but at least there's been an improvement.

Back

It's when we get to the back of my head that the horror reveals itself.

The back of my head looks awful. There's a big, white, bald dome protruding from a forest of hair. It looks like the top of an egg.

The growth of my hair hasn't done anything to make it look better; in fact, it's worse, because the long hair on the back of my head contrasts with the empty, featureless, landscape that is my head's dome.

From behind, I must look like Friar Tuck.

Top

Finally, here's my head from above.

What's that you say? I should just accept getting bald and shave it all off? No fucking way. I'm never being bald again. Even the shit hair I have now is better than being bald.