I Quit Sugar, Day 10: Still fantasising about yule logs,but there were other things to think about.

I Quit Sugar, Day 10: Still fantasising about yule logs,but there were other things to think about.

Day 10 dawned bright and most unfashionably early, and I woke up with a blocked nose, a foggy head, and a dry and slightly stinging sensation in my mouth; all of which indicating that my winter cold is bravely marching on.

What a drag, I thought, oblivious to the fact that, in a few moments’ time, my world was going to be rocked to the core.

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I’m Going Bald. Fine.

I’m Going Bald. Fine.

Greetings, Fatshion Hustlers! How have we all been?

I’ve decided it’s time to talk about something that I have been dealing with for a couple of months now. Assuming you have read the title, yes, I am losing my hair. I have been aware of my losing it for a while, but it was officially confirmed a few months ago by a visit to the Belgravia Centre (hair loss specialists in the UK).

But you know what? I’m cool with it.

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