Deb Brandon: Living in Radiant Color

Buzzcut II

I rush upstairs to the bathroom to study my reflection in the mirror on the medicine cabinet door. I’m excited to see my new buzz cut. I’d wanted one ever since the surgeries, but Gaye, my hairdresser, kept refusing. Finally, more than two years into my recovery, to my delight, she agreed to do it. … Read more

Buzzcut I

A few days before I left for Arizona, I asked Gaye, my hairdresser, to buzz my hair in preparation for the surgeries. She did so willingly and I loved the result. After I came home from hospital I asked her to buzz my hair again—she was almost rude in her refusal. Over the next three … Read more