Your new bald Mistress L

I'm sure some of you have heard that I am doing a charity event called brave the shave for a cancer support charity in the UK. I did blog about this a few days ago, but had to remove it as I was unaware that it breached the rules on asking for charitable donations. Sorry!

I am not blogging to ask for contributions however, just to share my experience with everyone. It has been abit of a roller coaster ride. When I first decided to do the shave, I was really excited and raring to go. Unfortunately, some of my nearest and dearest have not been completely supportive - especially when I announced what I was doing. I was told, "this is a bad idea", "you will get funny looks" and (my favourite) "don't expect me to go out with you looking like that". It was actually quite hurtful to me, and not alot phases me. This was not a snap decision, it was something I have wanted to do for a long time. My original plan was to grow my hair as long as possible and then just get it cut short and donate the hair to a children's wig maker specialising in chemotherapy patients. But I thought... for the sake of an extra inch or two of hair, why not go the whole hog?!

The funny thing is... the people I expected to be the most supportive (my closest friends and family) are the ones who have refused to donate, said hurtful things or just ignored the matter completely, and the people I expected to not be interested are the ones who have been the most supportive.

It became very apparent last week that I was not going to hit my donation target, which was a big blow for me. I had been fundraising like heck on social media, in person etc. and I ended up having to cut my target by nearly 2/3 to make it even slightly do-able. I still haven't reached that target... Yesterday I felt like a failure. I felt like it was all for nothing. I wallowed in self pity feeling sorry for my long pony tail that would be snipped off in 24 hours for a handful of change.

You will be glad to know I have snapped out of it. It is not about me, or my pony tail. It is about the people who have, or will be affected by that atrocious disease. I myself have lost a few relatives to it, and when you feel like sulking, it does help to think of what those people would have said to you. I would have been told to get a grip and keep going, that the gesture in itself is the most important thing and that the charity would not have had the extra money I have raised if it was not for what I had done.

Anyway, I felt the need to share with your abit of my emotional what-sit. I haven't been very active in chat this week, and that is why. I will be posting the pictures later on of what a stunner I will look without any natural hair, although I do have a boring little wig for future photo shoots and special occasions.

What I would love from you guys is if you could take a look at my wishlist and instead of tributes this week, pick one of the wigs from there. I will get very bored, very fast with the plain one that I have and I want to feel like Jessica Rabbit or Harley Quinn (yes there are actually character wigs on my wishlist!!) not plain Jane.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/registry/wishlist/N6HRHTTR34L2

I will be like Mistress Barbie by the end of today, dress me up and pick my hair for the day!

Wish me luck :)