Living in Bali is often painted as a dreamy postcard — golden sunsets, lush rice fields, and ocean breezes. But for me, it’s also about embracing simplicity, self-care, and authenticity… one shave at a time.
There’s something incredibly liberating about being bald. It’s not just about style; it’s about shedding layers — quite literally — and owning your natural beauty. Each shave becomes a mindful ritual, a moment to connect with myself and let go of anything that doesn’t serve me.
In Bali, the pace of life allows you to notice the small things. The warm tropical air on a freshly shaved head, the way the morning sunlight filters through wooden shutters, the hum of scooters in the distance. It’s a sensory experience that makes you feel present and alive.
I’ve learned that hair — or the absence of it — can be a statement of freedom. It’s not about fitting into a mold but carving out your own space in the world. Here in Bali, surrounded by a culture that values balance and inner peace, my bald head has become a crown of confidence.
So yes, for me, life in Bali means another day, another shave… and another chance to embrace life’s simple joys.