“Boca Head” vs “Little Head”

I never knew I was a “Boca Head” …nor did I ever hear of one…

Thanks to a loud-mouthed fellow tenant named, Oswald Zellermann, I find I was a “Boca, (as in Boca Raton), Head” & …now I’m not.

Imagine? 😮

Mr. Zellermann spots me leaving our apartment building elevator as he is entering, then he rubbernecks back to face me and shouts his announcement commenting on my new short, short haircut.

My new hairdresser must have been on “Speed”. Snip-snip went his scissors… until all his aggression was fulfilled!

Gone was my imagined femineity, (my blossoming hair) …my teacup ears were protruding — neck was naked & exposed. To a shocked me…I looked like an ancient Audrey Hepburn… in my mirror.

“I just love your “Little Head …no more “Boca” ... now you are a “Fashionista” …”!

DUH? 🙄

All in our path, turn to see my new “Little Head” … “The Fashionista” …me.

Can it mean my brain, too… has shrunk? (This as my height seems to as well).

It hadn’t entered my mind that my extreme haircut delivered me from a “Boca Head” status!

This was intended as a compliment… I beg your pardon, kind sir.

Mr. Oswald Zellermann, do you consider how you made me feel about myself, all the years we’ve been neighbors.

Why did you not remark about my Boca Head… in other words when I wore my hair longer & puffer as one?

Do women in Boca Raton, Florida wear their tresses too big for your taste…?