I can't go to bed at night without waking up to a new chapter in the saga of celebrity mama Britney Spears, and this one is the weird icing on an already pretty bizarre cake: Our Brit's gone and shaved her pretty head. According to the eleventy kajillion news reports, after checking herself out of rehab and flying coach back to Los Angeles, Brit tried to get a salon to shave her head. When the stylist demurred, Brit grabbed the clippers and did it herself. She then proceeded to a local tattoo parlor where she got two new pieces of ink and didn't exactly ingratiate herself with the shop's staff.
You know, there were two distinct periods of my life where all I wanted to do was run around in public without underpants, perpetrate acts of violence on my hair, flit from city to city and shirk my responsibilities. One was my early 20s, when I hung out with a lot of music industry types and had to scramble to keep up with their excess. One was when I suffered from post partum depression after the birth of my second child. I'm a little worried that Britney might be two for two, and I genuinely hope that there is someone, anyone close to her who can help her.
(Update: pictures of the actual shaving and tattoo process are up at X17. That's one crazy little mama.)
