Everyone who knows me knows that I have a penchant for shaved heads. 95% of my crushes are kalbo.
Whenever a shaved head appears, I stare (only if the person is good-looking). I feel that shaved people have spunk – a certain wildness that matches the rebel inside me.
So imagine my delight when one day I saw the Captain…
No, he didn’t do it for me. But who cares…
He’s shaved! That matters.