Reason #1

About 6 months before the violent dissolution of my last relationship, I made the rash decision to shave my head.  It was something I’d long thought about doing, and in the hectic last few months of my senior year of college I’d reached a point of hysteria that ended in letting my boyfriend take a buzzer to my dome.  This created an entirely new look for me, transforming my image from cute, bubbly hippie chick to angry feminist and possible lesbian.