Nude-Nut down the beach.

Water was BEAUTIFUL!

Fish & Chips with a view.

Towards the end of last summer I lost all of my hair in the space of three and a half weeks but I remember thinking at the time that it will be back by next summer.  Next summer is here and I am still as bald as a badger!!

One of the few drawbacks (in my mind) of moving to the Mid-North was the fact that I would no longer be living minutes from the beach.  But yesterday I met a new friend for coffee who is originally from the absolutely delightful town of Port Broughton, a lovely coastal town less than an hour from my home town.  I was telling my new friend that I’m really not feeling confident about swimming this year and not just because I’m carrying around a bit of extra pork, but because I don’t feel confident about swimming with no hair on my noggin.  My new friend said she would come with me to the beach to support me in this next step of accepting my baldness but I woke up this morning feeling brassy and ready to face this demon.

I never thought I would say this but today this buxom baldy hit the beach naked!!  I went nude-nut on the beach and after my swim I seriously put catwalk models to shame as I strutted my nude-nut and my ever widening arse back to the sand.  It was very liberating to swim with absolutely nothing on my nut and it was SO nice to feel the sand between my toes and the taste of salt on my lips as I came out of the ocean.

I hope I get to the point (especially in the summer because wigs are bloody hot and itchy) where I feel confident walking around town etc with nothing on my head but I’m not quite there yet.  I am very pleased though that I’ve faced my fear of swimming without hair and I will definitely being making regular trips this summer to all the nice coastal towns in this neck of the woods.