Well, the boys in our family have theirs every three weeks. Many other friends say the same. It’s as commonplace as mowing the grass. So what’s the big deal?
For me, it was a BIG deal. For 20 years, I had the same hairdo, being trimmed by my hairdresser, Chat, every three weeks. I had to maintain the same look for photos in my books. In fact, I had compared myself to the Queen of England who had to keep the same hairdo, or the government would be changing those stamps and money as often as she changed her silhouette.
But the pandemic barred me from going to the salon for three years, and during those times, my new books had to feature my old photos, which I thought was dishonest as I no longer look that way.
Anyway, the pandemic ended and finally, I had a haircut.
But the three years (ravaged by two Covid assaults), I self-reflected and decided not to be hung-up on consistent brand image (a habit I acquired from years in advertising). I opted for one that would hide my hearing aid and will not require me to wear earrings.See, advertising has changed big time, too. Look at those AI-generated-and-content-creator ads online. They maintain no template! The mass media of my generation is in ICU and has flatlined.
BEFORE AFTER With filters and editing apps available today, nobody really knows how one looks like in person just by seeing photos online, right? I am not even sure if I look right (on the righ). |
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