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Women Like It Both Ways

By

Christopher Sutton

Published in the United States of America

By

Black Forest Press

P.O. Box 6342

Chula Vista, CA 91909-6342

1-800-451 -9404

November, 2002

First Edition



A special thank you toJana

G. Oliver, with out whom I could not have completed this

book. She is one of my angels. A special

thanks also goes to Melody Black and

Cathy Martino.

Thank you to Black Forest Press for their

great job.

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This book is dedicated to my wife, Lona,

and our daughter, Camilla.

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PROLOGUE

T

here isn't a man alive who hasn't

thought, "If I lose my hair, will

women still be attracted to me?"What does a woman consider important

in a man? This sort of question, common to

magazine polls, generates answers that are

hardly surprising. Women seek someone

with good listening skills, a sense of humor,a steady income and an acceptance of self.

An abundance of hair is not one of the usual

concerns. If you're a decent guy, women

aren't that worried if there is hair on your

head or not.

That's why I wrote this book - to allow

other guys a glimpse of what I've learned

over the years, while experiencing my "ups

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and downs" of hair loss - the process that ledto my final stand. It has been a hard-won

victory, but one worth the time and grief. I'm

willing to share it with you. All you need to

do is invest a little time and open your mind.



Hair Loss and History

Hair loss has been an issue for

thousands of years. During the

Roman Empire, it was considered

a deformity. Julius Caesar (circa 50 BC)wore a laurel wreath crown to cover his

balding head. In the 1700s, wigs were worn

as a fashion statement. No doubt quite a few

men concealed a bald spot. In 1897, a

Boston-based company advertised a remedy

entitled Burnett's Cocaine for the Hair. It

was suppose to cure dandruff and grow new

hair simultaneously. An ad in the early

1900s, touts Dr. Scott 's Electric Hair Brush

Grows New Hair. Today, men are freezing

hair follicles for when there is a cure for

baldness in the future. The quest for hair has

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been with us as long as we have walked the

earth and not much has changed over the

past several hundred years. Men still think

they're abnormal if they're losing their hair.

Best estimates are that 10,000,000 men

start balding each year. It's genetics, some-thing we have little control over. The psy-

chological impact is clear when given the

countless dollars forked out each year for

hair replacements, toupees, special sham-

poos, and so forth. Hair loss can be a devas-tating experience. In one case, a young man,

a professional model, seriously considered

committing suicide because he was starting

to go bald. It's a profound change that many

men face sometime during the course of

their lives.

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From my perspective, there's really nocure for baldness. I believe we ' re only as

sick as our secrets and only as healthy as

what we're able to let go of .

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"Christopher takes a bold new look at

an age-old problem. I encourage you

to listen to what he has to say. "

-Al Luddington, MA-MTP

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Childhood

As a child, I was blessed with a

great head of hair. "You're lucky

to have curly hair, " was the usual

compliment. Women would enjoy running

their fingers through my thick locks - not a

bad deal for a five or six-year old kid. I have

to admit that my hair was my pride and joy

at a very young age. I had a strong attach

ment to it. As I grew older, I could never

fathom what life would be like without it. In

fact, any thought of not having it would spin

me into unreasonable fear - how could I live

without my wonderful headof

hair? Likemany others I went through good hair days

and bad ones. Nevertheless, I had hair and

that was what mattered.

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School Days

Iguess it was in the sixth grade when I

started to really pay attention to other

kids' hair. It seemed like all my

friends had straight hair and mine was curly.

Every kid just wants to fit in and my hair

wouldn't allow me to do that. So I devised a

remedy - I would shower every morning and

then clamp a sailor's cap, flipped down, on

top of my curls. By the time my hair dried,

at noon, it was straight and I was ready to

lose the cap.

By junior high, I was blow drying my hair

justto

keep it straight. If my friends onlyknew! No doubt they did and were doing the

same thing, but no one broke the code of

silence about their morning hair routine. I

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grew to detest days when it rained. Themoisture would foil my Herculean efforts

and my hair would return to a frizzy curl

which was worse than its normal curl on any

given day. To circumvent the curls, I did it

all; parting my hair on the side, then partingit down the middle in an effort to find the

best way to keep it straight. I was constant-

ly checking out my hair in the bathroom mir-

ror before lunch or between classes to make

sure it looked just right.

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When I entered high school, I was theluckiest man on earth. Big curly hair was

hip and now others began to envy my curls.

A friend of mine even had his hair

permed so it would be curly. I understood

his feelings - every morning he had to look at his straight hair while everyone else's was

curly. Of course, his chemically induced

curls were a much easier solution than my

three-year junior high battle to keep my hair

straight.

My friend's need to fit in gave me insight

into just how big of a deal this hair thing

was. All the guys tuned right into his change

and I knew they thought it was funny. Now

that the wheel had turned, I was in vogue for

many years to come.

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"I wish I would have shaved my

head when I was single. "

-Ron Jefferis, bald man

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The Beginning

A

fter years of alternating between

loving and hating my hair, the

unthinkable began to happen.

Around the age of twenty-five, I began to

lose it. It was nothing too dramatic, just

some thinning; it didn't feel as thick as it

usually did. The vague feeling of anxiety

was short-lived and soon it turned to a gen

uine full-blown fear. Within a year of my

twenty-fifth birthday, my worst nightmare

was playing out in front of my eyes. The

cute kid with the thick curly hair was turning

into an "old" man with a bald spot.Everything told me balding was unac

ceptable. Society does not favor bald men;

at least that was the message blared on mag-

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azine covers and billboards. Hair was good,bald was not. At the time, I don't believe I

knew any men who were bald. Sure, there

was a teacher back at school who had lost

some hair, but he was older and that is what

happens to older guys. It did not happen totwenty-six year old men.

I believe my hair loss would have been

much easier to handle if I'd had a friend or a

role model who was suffering from the same

affliction, but I didn't. I felt like I was the

only man in the world going through this

devastating loss. Society reinforced my

fears that without hair, I was nothing. I told

myself if I didn 't do something to stop this

process, I would never have another girl

friend and my life would be over.

It's hard to describe how a grown man

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could be so consumed by the fear of a littlepatch of disappearing hair on the back of his

head. When I'm asked to explain it, the best

example I can give is to liken it to the sheer

panic some people have for public speaking.

Standing up and talking in front of a largegroup of strangers puts some people into

near hysterics. It conjures up all of one's

deepest fears, the fear of the unknown, and

the fear of not being accepted. But worst of

all, the fear of being laughed at by others.

Many days I woke up and my first thought

was, "Oh my God, I'm, losing my hair!"

Saving it became my all encompassing pur-

pose in life, my raison d'être.

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Help

Camouflage was the first method I

employed to ensure the top por-

tion of the back of my head was

always covered. My friends dubbed this

"the twist" since I twisted my curls into a

kind of a knot to cover the emerging bald

spot. There was no brown hair spray on the

market at that time, so "the twist" was theonly means I had of covering up the truth. I

became convinced everyone was staring at

the back of my head, riveted on the bald

spot. The worst times were when I stood in

line at the supermarket, or was seated at astadium with countless people sitting behind

me. Enjoying the game was the last thing on

my mind; I bought a significant number of

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souvenir caps to artfully cover my bald spot.

It was the only solution. If I kept the spot

covered, I knew the people behind me

wouldn't be wondering how such a young

guy was going bald. Were they actually pay-

ing attention to my own personal nightmare?Probably not, especially after a couple of

innings and a few beers. Reality did not

intrude on my fears; I was sure they were

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staring at me during the entire game, or atleast between innings.

Pool parties and days on the beach were

the greatest problem I had. I've spent a lot

of time, over the years, surfing and being in

the water, where you have absolutely nocontrol over your hair. My hair went where

it wanted to go and my bald patch could not

be effectively covered. It's hard to enjoy a

full day of surfing when your mind is con-

stantly on your hair.

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The Search

Armed with disposable income, I

began to search for a means to

save my hair. Within walking

distance from my office, was a clinic thatclaimed they could stop my hair from falling

out. I went in for a consultation, liked what

they had to say, and within a week I started

the program. Although the process seemed

expensive, I thought it would work because

it cost so much.

The treatment began in a chair similar to

one you would find in a barbershop. A

woman would rub my scalp with something

they called hair rejuvenator. There were

three or four types of this formula and she

would alternate which one she used each

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time I visited. She stimulated my scalp witha vibrator that was supposed to open the hair

roots to allow the formula to reach where it

was needed. The result would be hair

growth, or so they claimed.

I continued the treatments for sevenmonths. Enough time for me to realize that

for two visits per week, at $60 per treatment,

I had spent about $3,400 dollars. Added to

that cost was the special shampoo I used to

keep my hair strong between treatments.During that time, there was no change in my

hair. If anything, it thinned! Of course, they

encouraged me to continue the treatments

and no doubt, I would see results very soon.

It was my first lesson that "retaining my

hair" was going to be a lot harder than I had

imagined.

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Back in the 1980s, Minoxidil was gainingin popularity. When it first came out on the

market, it was only available by prescription,

which required a visit to a physician. It was

reputed to stop hair loss and, in some cases,

grow new hair. The prescription set me back

about six hundred dollars for a six-month

supply. Unfortunately, I didn't have any real

improvement; therefore, I had found no rea

son to continue the medication. A week after

I stopped taking the prescription, I read how

it could cause high blood pressure. Given

that possibility coupled with having to go to

my doctor each month for the rest of my life,

the decision to abandon this miracle drugwas an easy one. Some paths in life become

easier to follow as decisions to be made

become clearer and more sensible.

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"Baldness is all in your head. "

-Mark Mitchell

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The Search Gets Serious

Iswitched gears and started searching

for something permanent; something

that would last forever so I would

never have to look back. One day I found

my permanent solution in an ad on the sports

page - hair replacement was the answer to

all my problems. According to the adver

tisement, they would take the good hair from

the sides and back of my head and surgical

ly replace it where my hair was falling out.

The clinic was in Pennsylvania, some

thing I thought was a plus because no one

would know me there since I lived inCalifornia. I could fly there, come back to

work in a week or two and look great. I

can't tell you what a tremendous feeling it

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was to start a new process. The same euphoria surfaced; the hope that I had finally found

a solution to my problem.

I booked a flight and was on a plane with

in a month of finding the ad in the paper. As

I sat in the hotel, the night before I was to

have my surgery, I thought of how all my

dreams would come true - a permanent solu

tion to my daily nightmare. The next day I

drove to the clinic in my rental car. I could

not wait to get inside the building, but the

excitement I felt soon turned into anxiety.

Since they were going to perform surgery on

me that day, I expected a very professional

and pristine environment. The office wasnot very clean and the nurse who greeted me

had stains on her uniform. That pretty much

settled things for me. I sat through the pre-

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liminary discussion about the procedure and

when it was over, I told the nurse it was not

fo r me and I left. I went back to the hotel

knowing I made the right choice. I can't

imagine what I would look like today if I

had gone through with the procedure. When

I arrived back in Los Angeles, I told a friend

the whole story and he couldn't understand

why I would do such a thing. He had no way

torelate to my sense

of insecurity about myhair loss. He had a full head of hair.

The trip did not diminish my resolve to

do something about my hair. I was still

determined to get my hair back. I decided I

needed something natural that didn't involvesurgery. Watching television late one night I

ran across another option. Within minutes, I

was on the phone to set an appointment.

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After an hour consultation, I left a nonrefundable deposit of $250 for my very own

hairpiece. It would be fitted in two weeks.

When I returned for the fitting I brought

along all the exuberance and hope I had

packed for my trip to Pennsylvania. Theoffice was professional and clean and in my

mind, that was a good sign given the last

place I'd been. As I waited for my appoint

ment, I scanned the numerous pictures on

the wall, all showing other clients with full

heads of hair. I would soon be part of the

club.

My initial reaction to the hairpiece was a

surprise. It looked like it belonged to a rock

star. It was much too long but the lady

assisting me assured me she would shape it

to my desired look. I was still a little nerv-

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ous. The woman braided my hair into ahorseshoe-like shape, starting at the right

front side along the hairline about an inch

and a half above my ear. She worked her

way around the back and below my bald spot

and then over to the left front, as she com

pleted the horseshoe. The braid was tiny, but

I could feel it stick out, as I put my hands on

my head. She proceeded to attach the hair

piece by sewing it to the braid with brown

thread, a process that took about twenty min

utes. Once that was completed she cut the

hair in a style I really did not find that

appealing. I could still feel the braid under

the hairpiece and wondered what someonewould think if they ran their fingers through

my hair. Let's get honest here, we all know

who I was doing the hair thing for, right?

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Why else would I be going through thiswhole ordeal if God hadn't made women?

The stylist had nearly completed the cre

ation of her masterpiece when I noted there

was a three-inch section at the front of the

hairpiece that was not connected to anything. "What should I do with 'that' part if

I was going sur fing or if the wind was blow-

ing?" I asked. Without a moment's hesita

tion, she pulled out a jar of what appeared to

be rubber cement. She twisted open the lid

and began to vigorously apply some goop to

my scalp and forehead. Before I knew it, she

was pressing on the new hair so it would

adhere to my head.It s

truck meas

quiteinsane, gluing your hair to your head just so

you can go swimming! Not quite the picture

I had in mind on my way to the appointment.

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She informedme

the new hairpiecewould need maintenance on a continual two

or three-week basis. As my hair grew, the

braid would loosen and I would need to have

it tightened up. I wasn't thrilled with this

news, nor was I tickled about the rubbercement part. There is just something odd

about sitting in my car at the beach, gluing

down my hair before surfing. I thought

about it briefly, and then declined the hair

piece. She disassembled her work of "art"and I went on my "not-so-merry" way. On

the journey home, I began to realize there

might not be a solution for this problem. It

was a very scary realization.

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Never Say Die

Iwas proof that the old adage, "hope

springs eternal", was alive and well.

Not long after the encounter with the

hairpiece from hell, my friend Mark, asked if

I'd be interested in going to Europe with him

for a year; we'd tour on bicycles the entire

time. It sounded like a great experience and

I agreed to it immediately, but that night I

began to wonder just how I was going to

keep my hair from falling out during that

twelve-month sabbatical. The answer came

in the form of a new shampoo called the

Helsinki Formula. Once again, I found thissupposedly amazing elixir, for hair regener

ation, via the ads on late night television. I

bought six-month's supply and stuffed my

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already heavily laden bike bags with the newmiracle formula. Imagine, riding a bicycle

sixty miles a day, several days in a row, with

an extra twenty pounds of shampoo; the sole

purpose of which was to keep your hair from

falling out. Nevertheless, I wasn't finishedwith my efforts quite yet. I'd heard that

excessive sweat could increase baldness. I

was sure that riding outside in the heat and

wind would make my hair weaken and fall

out faster. Rather ingeniously, I took a stan-

dard cycling cap and cut the top out of it to

keep my head from sweating. Then I put

tape on the sides of the front bill to prevent

my hair from blowing around. Luckily my

friend Mark had a good sense of humor

about all this and would just laugh at my

antics to save my hair. The trip lasted for six

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months, but after about three months, I sentthe shampoo home. It wasn't doing a thing

and it was still too heavy to tote around

Europe. Perhaps I would give it another try

upon my return home.

Time did not diminish my need to dosomething about my hair. By age thirty, I

was thinking the unthinkable once again,

some sort of medical procedure. This time I

considered hair plugs, a rather curious way

of moving hair from one part of the head to

another. The procedure involves taking a

screwdriver-size plug of hair and transplant

ing it to the bald spot. The process was

expensive and time consuming, but none of

that bothered me. I was desperate now!

Fate intervened before I could take this

step. One day I found myself on a sales call

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talking with a new client who obviously hadhair plugs in place. Once business was con-

cluded, I asked him about the procedure. He

shook his head immediately and said he was

not going to complete the process as it was

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very painful. Mind you, he currently hadabout twenty very prominent plugs on the

front of his head that were absolutely impos-

sible to miss. There was no way you could

not see them; it was the first thing you

noticed about the guy.

He went on to explain that he'd never

felt such pain as he had after multiple sur-

geries. Once the anesthesia wore off he was

in serious pain. Some of the plugs did not

take, thus being a total loss. He was blunt

and to the point. He told me that if I started

the process there was no turning back, or I

would end up looking like him. I felt really

sorry for the guy and thanked him for hissound advice. I honestly believe he was sent

to keep me from making a bad decision.

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"In meeting with bald men my

attention is drawn directly to their

eyes and because of this, many times

I feel I can see into a part of their

souls. Ultimately, that is all that really matters. "

-Lorrie Wolf

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Trying the Unthinkable

A

ll avenues were exhausted. I'd

spent countless years and stacks

of cash searching for the cure to

my problem. I finally admitted my hair wasgone for good. Once I allowed this reality to

encompass me, I thought of the motivational

tapes I'd listened to over the years. They all

had a common theme: "Do what you fear the

most and you will conquer your fear." I

feared going bald, feared it more than any-

thing else in this world. I acknowledged that

fear and decided to overcome it. One night,

before I went out on the town with myfriend, Larry, I shaved off all my remaining

hair. All of it! Yes, you read that right! I

shaved my head before going out on a Friday

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night! There was no bald spot now, only mygleaming bare head.

Larry was a bit shocked, to say the least,

but he understood what I was trying to

accomplish. I was even more nervous than

before. Luckily the lights in the club weredim. After about an hour or so, and a couple

of drinks to fortify myself, I finally worked

up the courage to ask someone to dance.

Before I had the chance, a nice looking

woman asked me!!!

To be honest, I wasn't feeling very attrac-

tive that night. I was dying to go home

because I was sure I was one funny looking

guy. Of course I was the only bald guy in the

club. After two dances and a bit of small

talk, this lady and I left the dance floor. We

made it only about three feet when she

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pinned me up against a wall and started kiss-ing me. I was stunned. When I asked her

why she was obviously so moved to kiss me,

she said she'd never kissed a bald guy before

and had always wanted to do so. Who was I

to deny her what she always wanted?

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I was on the top of the world! She hadn'tfound me funny looking. She' d found me

sexy! Sexy enough to demand a kiss! I

returned the next evening. "Hey, can you

blame me?" Two other girls remembered

me from the night before. Suddenly I wasdifferent than all the rest of the men and in a

positive way. The guy who had spent all that

time trying to hide his bald spot was sudden-

ly both memorable and interesting.

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There is Hope

Y

es, this book is about losing my

hair and all the trials I went

through to try to save it. But

there is a great deal more here as well, if

you're willing to confront yourself and be

honest. Ask yourself some hard questions

like: why hold onto what little hair you have

left? Why put on a hairpiece every day?

Why spend anywhere from $7,000 to

$20,000 dollars on hair restoration? Why

comb your hair from one side of your head

to the other in a futile attempt to cover the

obvious? The "why"is

simple - societydemands we have hair, but nature tells us

otherwise. There are both men and women

out there today shaving their heads and stat-

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ing, both by example and by their words,that they will "not" be manipulated by

advertising that tells them they "have" to

have hair to fit into the mainstream. I can

tell you right now the hair care industry, a

billion dollar enterprise, does not want youto shave your head and take them out of the

shampoo, conditioner and hair restoration

business. Day and night, on the television,

you'll find ads for hair restoration. Twenty-

four hours a day, the message is sent. You'renobody without hair.

I suggest otherwise. I'm hoping you will

take a long hard look at just how easy it is to

trim your hair short and then shave it off all

in one night. Think about this for a minute,you didn't come into this world with the idea

of keeping your hair forever. The companies

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that make money off you taught this attitudeto you, as they originally did to me. Then

the magazines and movies reinforced the

message - if you want to be a leading man,

hair is a requirement. Yet, I know things are

changing. What about you? Have you takenthe next step toward letting go of this learned

behavior and made the step toward being

who you really are? Only you can answer

that question.

I believe the answer is very simple.Shave your head!

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"Because I grew up with two bald

grandpas, I always thought baldness was a special crown that

God gave men for working hard

and loving their families. I guess I

still believe that. It's a blessing,

not a curse."

-Kathy Hatch

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Why Not?

Ihave been shaving my head for the

past twelve years and I've heard

every excuse a person could possibly

think of concerning why it will not work for

them. Some of the more common ones are:

- My wife won't let me.

- I'm too pale.

- Women won't like it.

- I have scars on my head.

- I don't have a nicely shaped head.

- I just can't do it.

All potentially valid reasons, but until

you try it, you'll never know.

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Now here's an alternative list of plusesfor shaving your head:

- It can take years off your age.

- Your head will tan after only a day or

two in the sun.

- I've found a lot of women who think bald men are incredibly sexy.

- You will save money on shampoo,

conditioner, and monthly haircuts.

- Shaving your head only takes a few

minutes after you shave your face.

- You will never experience a bad hair

day.

- You will always have that new haircut

feeling.

- Your look is never out of style.

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- You'll be in good company withMichael Jordan, Bruce Willis and

Andre Agassi.

- You won't spend time looking in the

mirror after you've left the house.

- You never have to wake up wondering

what your hair looks like if you

are not alone.

- You'll be in control of a situation that

you previously had no control over.

- You won't need to rely on any external

products or promises.

- It will give you back the sense of who

you really are, and what really

matters.- You can grow it back if you don't like it.

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"I find a refreshingconfidence in

men who shave their heads. I t hink

it's sexy. "

-Denise Hewitt,

actress

"Men with bald heads give women

something else to rub. "

-Steve and Jo Duddy

"I find an inner strength in men who

shave their heads. "

-Chris Ayotte,

actress

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Fear

S

ome motivational speakers define

fear as, false expectations appear-

ing real. I've spoken with hun-

dreds of men all over the world and I've

never heard anyone tell me they're afraid,

but they are. They think women will not be

attracted to them. That's the crux of it all,

that women will not find us attractive.Perhaps you are thinking, "What if I do this

and I don't look good?" If it doesn't work

for you, let it grow back! What have you

lost? If you try a medical procedure and

don't like it, you're stuck with it for the restof your life. Do you honestly believe you're

invisible that way? Over the years, I've

heard more comments about the toupee

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some fellow is wearing, or his comical

efforts to comb his remaining hair over to

cover some bald area. Trust me, you're not

getting away with anything. People are talk-

ing about you and they may indeed be laugh-

ing.It is my hope you can dispel your fears.

Shave your head and give baldness a chance.

You could be part of a new male revolution

that accepts reality and says, "Don't save it,

shave it!" You can change the way societyviews you as a bald man. Set the standard

for a change, make your look, the look oth-

ers want to have. With millions of men

going bald each year, the numbers are in our

favor. All you have to do is lose your fear

and give it a shot.

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Things to Look Forward To

ot having hair frees up a lot of

time, believe it or not. Hair

appointments are a thing of the

past unless you want to have your head

waxed and I only recommend that if you are

trying to get a date with your hair stylist.

There is no need for shampoo or condition

er. Youget ready to go out much faster, especially on the days you're not shaving. I usu

ally shave every other day. It only takes a

few extra minutes and I only use a razor and

a bar of soap. Your scalp is much tougher

than your face so shaving cream isn't needed. Think of all the time you've spent trying

to get your hair just right only to have it rain.

No more hair anxiety - it's always perfect.

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Let the other guys spend all that time in frontof the mirror. You have better things to do

(like finding more of those attractive ladies

who LOVE bald guys) . When you're not

thinking about how your hair looks all the

time, it frees your mind for far more important thoughts. If you can give the "hair

committee" in your head a break, your

thoughts may turn toward endeavors that are

much more productive.

Other unexpected benefits abound. If you

are plagued with skin problems, they may

disappear as well. I have a hereditary case of

eczema, which would eventually flake into a

type of dandruff. I haven't had the problem

since I started shaving my head. You will

have a hairstyle that is always "in". It is its

own style. Bald men have been around for-

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ever and always will be, even if the hair careindustry manages to create a solution that's

inexpensive with no side effects. From my

perspective, even if that solution is found, I

will still keep my head shaved and love it.

Have no doubt, it is a life-changing experience. Throughout your life you have cer

tain memorable moments, events you can

remember with crystal clarity. Shaving your

head is one of those moments. This is free

dom and you give it to yourself.

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"Shave it - don't save it!"

-Lana Sutton,

wife of author

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Thank You

If you've made it this far in the book

and are seriously contemplating the

move toward a bare head, then you're

confronting your fears and releasing thosechains that bind you. I wrote this book for

you. At the time I was facing this same

issue, as you are now, there were no books

available and no one to help me cope with

this loss. If someone gave you this book,

take the hint. Obviously he or she cares

enough about you to want to help. You can

choose to be unencumbered by hair woes,

and go back to feeling like yourself again.Take the final step, shave it off and begin

your new life!

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To find out more about the author,

go to his Website:

www.4christophersutton.com

(And oh, by the way, I have been happily

married to the most wonderful, beautiful,and intelligent woman for many years now.

She has never seen me with anything but a

shaved head!)



"Having known Christopher since high school during his

'big hair' days, and now as my friend I call 'Ghandi', it was

fascinating to read what he went through to get to where he

is today. I t's a great reminder to us all that the most

important thing is what's in our heart, not on our head. I

guess we need to accept the fact that sometimes in the game

of life there are no comebacks in relation to your hair ."

This is a true story about a boy who became a

man and along the way lost his hair. Only to

find out he was better off without it.

John ElwayFormer Quarterback

Denver Broncos

women like it both ways

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