A few months ago, before I started blogging, I met this annoying woman in her 50s wearing clothes that I termed ‘miang keladi’. She had this long, fluffy hair that doesn’t match the age. She and her husband were accompanying their daughter to see the dermatologist. I was waiting with my kid to see the paediatrician.
When a person is waiting in queue for too long, the mind starts roaming and then, start b*tch*ng. Can’t help it, everyone of us do that, right?
Miang keladi aka MK stood up and went to look at a poster on hair loss hanging outside the dermatologist clinic.
MK : Darling ah, why not you try this? It says just apply the solution. Afterwards, remember to ask doctor ha.
Poor embarassed hubby of MK is not exactly bald. There is nothing wrong with his looks except that he looks a little henpecked.
Months later, I bumped into MK and poor henpecked hubby at the supermarket. Still as henpecked.
What is wrong with being bald? I find bald men who openly accept their lack of hair due to age suave, full of charisma and it added an extra statement that he is confident, with or without hair.
What I can’t stand is men who keep whatever left-over hair long and try to comb them to cover the bald patch. Eeewss….When the wind blows, then he got to re-arrange them.
But the most icky of all are those rich p*********s (guess who) with bad wigs. Why do they spend money on semi value wigs when they can confidently go bald? Can wigs caused heat stroke and char the brain dry?
Heheheheh, I just enjoy putting up pics of these hairy monsters my kids bought from Cameron Highlands. Cost : 4 big and 1 small monsters – RM10 (though it is suppose to go for RM10 for 3). So, some bald men are harmed in the making of this blog.
Errr….any bald, matured blogger reading this? Bald is sexy, right?