I really want to break one of my rules.
Veteran readers will know three things about Baby H, a.k.a. my son:
He was born 12 weeks early.
He is the cutest human who’s ever lived.
We don’t share pictures of him with the public (which, unfortunately, includes my lovely readers).
Now, is it true that those cheeks and those eyes and that silky, dirty-blond hair with its little curls make me want to break that rule every single day?
Obviously. His adorableness would jumpstart world peace.
But today at breakfast, my wife and I realized something about that hair that shatters all previous measurements of his winsomeness.
It’s getting long. Long enough to cut—or to try something else.
So we grabbed a hair tie and confirmed that, yes, he can officially sport a man bun.
A tiny, one-inch-in-diameter man bun.
And, although I can’t, I yearn to share it with you.
Now, it’s pure coincidence that my protagonist’s love interest in Stories That Bleed also sports a blond man bun.
But if the hair tie fits, wear it.
It does. And he does. And advance readers had feelings about it.
Support our son’s new hair accessory budget by following the Kickstarter campaign for Stories That Bleed. At 100 followers, we’ll reveal the cover!
(And share it with your friends—because one of the stretch goals could be some blond-boy character art, man bun included!)
Addison
P.S.: A quick Google search turned up these themed hair clips “for men.” I’m not one for gendering hair accessories, but the avocados DO have my attention.
