Insecurity about my hair mandated I get it cut every three or four weeks at least.One night, in a hurry, I walked into a small hair salon next to where I worked for a quick cut before my shift.
As a way of coping, I began trying out different hairstyles; the Caesar cut, the side-part; I even tried a fauxhawk at the behest of one stylist. My girlfriend at the time didn’t care, but that wasn’t enough.It isn’t very often I get a window into not just one man’s, but my entire generation of men’s vulnerabilities.Women have been thinking about — and talking about — aging and how we maintain our looks from the moment the first girl in our fourth-grade class filled out her Esprit T-shirt and the rest of us stared at our chests every morning, waiting for something to happen. No one will threaten him, or send him inappropriate pictures. I’ve tried it for many years, and I’ve been on just about every site. But for some reason, I keep getting stuck with the same results . No one will really stalk him, and even if they do, who cares?