Cooling off at a waterfall in Rishikesh. As you can see, Kim and i shaved our heads! For a guy it's no big deal (they do it all the time don't they?!) but for a girl it's a whole other story. Doing it was definitely a holy shit moment but it's a totally liberating experience and something i think every girl should do at least once in her lifetime. I was that girl who was utterly and completely attached to my long locks. I was obssessed with brushing it (i know some of you will be laughing right now!) and it was very much a part of who i was. Then one day i grabbed some balls so to speak and got my hair cut, gradually going shorter and shorter. Before leaving Australia in February i got a super short pixie cut that i absoluely loved and i thought the shorter the better for travelling. I soon found out how wrong i was. Short hair requires frequent cuts to stay looking good so it's actually a really high maintenance cut for when you're on the road. So, i thought i'd have to grow it out again and knew i'd have to endure all the scraggly bits and those awful awkard stages. But, after only a month or so i became so impatient i that i thought screw it, i want hair like my husbands. So into Kim's barber shop i went and voila! It's cool. It's easy. And there's absolutely no maintenance required other than a buzz every week or so. So, for now we're the Boundy baldies who get strange looks from Indians where ever we go. But, hey, i'm sure they'd look at us strange hair or no hair!
