Queensland Flood Appeal

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So… it’s DONE!

Published January 26, 2011 by Fat Heffalump

Yes, I am a Baldy McBaldersons.  Have been for a few hours now and do you know what?  I like it!!  It feels amazing, particularly now that the numbness is subsiding (I was warned about initial numbness), it’s starting to get really sensitive.  And I’m told I rock the look pretty well.

I know, I know, you all want me to shut up and get to the photos.  Well… here goes!


So this is what I had to lose!


Chopped off the ponytail first. It took some hacking – it’s an inch thick at the pony band.


We did three runs with the clippers, because my hair is so thick. Started out with the 3 blade.


After the second pass over with the clippers. It felt like really expensive velvet.


Getting ready to hit it with the razor blades. This was the most weird feeling ever!


Notice my earrings? They say “LOL”. I thought they were apt for the day.


I bought a hat. I figured sun protection is going to be very, very important!

So… are you ready for the final result?

Are you sure?

Alright, here goes then…

There you have it.  Me, completely and totally bald!

It has been an AMAZING day, I felt so supported by the group of friends who came along to the little event I had, and strangely enough, I’m really happy with how it looks.  I was sure I was going to hate it, I even had some nightmares last night.  But now that it’s done and dusted, I love it.

I haven’t tallied up the donations yet but I think I might be rapidly approaching the $3000 mark.  I will spend some time tomorrow sorting that out, as I’m REALLY tired (it’s been a big day for this little fat heffalump) and ready to wind down for the night.

I want to thank all of you who have donated, cheered me on, shared positives about being bald, posted links, reblogged, retweeted and facebooked to help spread the word.  And I want to thank Kirk and Lyndy for being our hosts today, Kerri and Kylie for being my Pit Crew (and not butchering my head with sharp implements) and everyone else who turned up today to support me.

I will be leaving the channels for donations for the Cancer Council of Australia and Queensland Flood Appeal open for a week, as I still have people popping up donations.  And if you have yet to donate, don’t you think that bald head above deserves a donation?  Pretty please?

24 Hours Away – Operation Baldy

Published January 25, 2011 by Fat Heffalump

As I write this, I am 24 hours away from shaving my head for Operation Baldy.  I have my kit all organised, shaving gel and razors, scissors, sunscreen for my freshly exposed head, camera all charged up with an empty SD card.  A friend is bringing clippers to take the bulk of it off, though I think I might chop the ponytail off first for dramatic effect.  I have had a day of pampering with a friend to make my nails all femme and my eyebrows all tidy – they’ll be kind of noticeable when I’m bald.  I’ve bought a cute hat to protect my head from the sun when out and about.

I’m having an event with local friends, a day by the bay of a picnic lunch and laughs and fun as I say goodbye to my hair.  People I trust are going to do the deed and I’m sure look after me for a bit afterwards when the enormity of what I’ve done hits home.

I am very, very nervous.  I have spent some time over the past few days finding photographs of lots of beautiful bald women all over the internet (bless you Google Image search).  I have reminded myself that I am doing this for a very good cause, two very good causes in fact.  I have reminded myself that it grows back.  I have reminded myself that my long hair is not a measure of my femininity.  I have looked at the approximately $2200 worth of donations received so far, with a good few hundred pledged and reminded myself that if so many people can reach into their pockets to help, I can shave my head.

But I’m still very, very nervous.

This is what I am giving up:

Pink hair bun

See how pretty it is?  It’s like fairy floss (cotton candy to those of you in the US).  I do love it very much.

OK I need some of the pros:

  • It will be much cooler without all that thick, hot hair heating me up.
  • I will save on shampoo and conditioner.  Not to mention bleach and pink dye.
  • Getting ready for the day will be a snap.
  • I’ll be able to gently give my scalp a tan.
  • No more hair to be constantly swept/vaccuumed up from my flat.
  • Hats will fit (my hair is BIG, hats normally just slide right off)
  • I could get a tattoo up there if I wanted to!
  • I will be able to put away all the hair doodads and pins and hairbands and stuff and not have them cluttering up my flat.
  • Once it starts to grow back, I’ll be able to try new colours without having to use up a whole bleach kit/two tubes of colour on all that long hair.
  • I won’t get hairdaches from tight ponytails.
  • No more fluffy bits that blow in my eyes.

Anyone got any more pros for being bald and saying goodbye to my long pink hair?

Again, the generosity of those who have already donated is staggering.  Thank you all, I can’t tell you how much it means to me to see your donations pop up in my inbox.  You are all doing a good thing, whether you donate big or small, it all adds up to help.

If you haven’t already donated, would you please consider doing so?  I have Paypal set up:

Donate here $US Paypal
Donate here $AU Paypal
Donate here £GBP Paypal

or Email Me to arrange other payment method.

I promise I will blog tomorrow night with photographs of my shiny bald head (and some of the laughs along the way) to prove I’ve done the deed.

Now hit me up with some pros in the comments lovelies – I need to keep reminding myself!!

Operation Baldy: Phase 2

Published January 16, 2011 by Fat Heffalump

I wrote this blog post in a notebook a few nights ago, Tuesday or Wednesday I think.  The past week kind of blurs into one in my mind at the moment.  Reading back over it, I think I can just copy it here and post it as is:

Tonight I sit at my dining table, by the light of a couple of flickering Christmas candles, writing this blog post in a notebook.  It is 7.50pm, the power has apparently been out in my building since 10am.  It’s hot and muggy, and while I can hear my neighbours all chatting and laughing, I can also hear helicopters buzzing overhead almost constantly and the air is frequently pierced with the wail of emergency services sirens; fire, police, ambulance.

I am at home in my flat, safe and dry, one of the lucky ones.  Though the sounds of the helicopters and sirens are giving me the heebie-jeebies, I am not at risk of the flood waters getting anywhere near my home.  I have a friend a mere half dozen doors away if I wish to have company, a neighbour I can trust in my building if I need him.  I have food in my belly, clothes on my back, a fairly well stocked pantry and a bed to sleep in.

I am one of the very, very lucky ones.

As you probably all know, on the 26th of this month, I plan to shave my head for charity.  My original goal was to raise $1000 for the Cancer Council of Australia.  I have well surpassed that goal, with the current total sitting at $1450.  I have been absolutely delighted, in fact completely gobsmacked at the generosity of those who have donated already.  You are all such generous, giving people.

But as my beautiful city of Brisbane suffers a slow, torturous and devastating drowning at the hands of a flood unlike anything I have seen in my lifetime, I know I must do something to help those who are not as lucky as I am.

So what I propose is this.  The $1450 I have raised so far is going to the Cancer Council of Australia.  But anything I raise from this point on, I would like to donate to the Queensland Flood Appeal.

As I write this, 20,000 homes in Brisbane alone are predicted to be flooded before the week is out.  People will have literally nothing more than the clothes they stand in, and whatever they could carry.  Today I watched a large part of a restaurant float down the Brisbane River and out to sea.  Somebody’s business, their livelihood and the employer of many local people, washed out to see.  Countless other businesses have been destroyed or damaged so badly that they will have to lay off staff until they can get on their feet again.  Staff who may very well have lost their homes, cars, all their belongings themselves.

I need to help my home city put itself back together again.  I can only donate a small amount myself, but perhaps I can harness the generous, giving nature of those of you out there, to help some more.  Every dollar counts.

I will of course still be shaving off my long, hot pink hair for the cause.  And if you would still like your donation to go to the Cancer Council of Australia, that is fine too, just let me know.  Again, if you’ve already donated, that money will go to the Cancer Council of Australia as planned.  I promise to document the process and share the event here on this blog as much as possible.  It’s the least I can do.

None of this money is for me.  None of this money will benefit me, other than to see the city I call home be able to begin to rebuild.  And then beyond to the rest of this state of Queensland.

If you haven’t already donated yet, or you have more to spare, would you please just do one thing for me?  think about the last meal you ate, the roof over your head, the clothes in your wardrobe, the job you go to.  Now please think of the thousands of people here in Brisbane, and in fact the rest of the state, who no longer have any of that.

Anything you can spare is welcome.  Either for the Queensland Flood Appeal, or the Cancer Council of Australia – both need all the help we can give them.

Donate here $US Paypal
Donate here $AU Paypal
Donate here £GBP Paypal

or Email Me to arrange other payment method.

Thank you so much for your help.