I have scars all over my head from a deadly dog attack when I was 4. I never shaved my head bc my mom was so traumatized by witnessing the dogs vicious blitzkrieg, which sent me into emergency surgery resulting in over 80 stitches.
This week I decided to finally take a razor to it and see if I had a weird head or halfway decent noggin.
The scars are not bad and have faded after so many years of life on earth.
Grateful he didn’t get hold of my face or my modeling career would have been ruined.
I never had a chance to thank the doctors who saved my life so thanks doctors who saved my life!
People ask me all the time, “are you afraid of dogs now?”
My response is always, “I love dogs. I just don’t like when they bite my head all over.”