With shaking hands, I unwrapped a cheerful turquoise suit made of a modest swim skirt and a triangle top. It was cut so low I hoped to achieve “orbs of distraction,” that would deter attention from the less desirable parts of my body.
Read MoreSnip! My head suddenly felt a lot lighter. I cringed. How much hair was just taken off the back? I nervously glanced around at the classy Japanese ladies chatting with their stylists. Hopefully, if I just became partially bald someone would have reacted a bit. Geez, what was I doing here anyway? I should have learned by now to avoid language barrier haircuts! But the salon was an air-conditioned refuge from the sticky streets of Tokyo.
Read MoreCornell University was a fancy place, and, with my baggy basketball shorts and lack of spending money, it made me feel like trash.
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