Lemondrop

When I first met my husband, he had plenty of hair. Actually, that's a bit of an exaggeration -- he was sporting a bright red Mohawk that didn't go over too well with my parents.

Clearly, he's not afraid of dramatic looks, which explains the ever-expanding collection of hats pimped out with grosgrain and feather accents overtaking his closet. Like many men on his dad's side, he was destined to lose most of his locks by his mid-20s. Yet unlike the men in his family, he's thankfully chosen to skip the bushy, puffy side patches in favor of a sleek bald do. And I think it's very becoming.

But even I did a double take when I read about the latest fashion accoutrement being marketed to baldies: disco-ball-patterned and Swarovski-crystal-encrusted skull caps reminiscent of a headpiece that Cleopatra would love.

They're the (ahem) brain child of a young London-based entrepreneur named Philip Levine, who went prematurely bald and decided to do something about it. Something rather curious. Until now, he's been best known for his elaborate pate paintings, which take up to four hours to fashion. Eventually, he figured that his fellow baldies could benefit from a more wash-and-wear option, hence the slip-on sparklers.

Fact: There is no way I could get (nor would I want) my husband to don one of these numbers, although the smirks he'd get on the subway would be priceless. Better yet, it could be a good, rather practical addition to our nightly loop around the park with our two dachshunds, who typically get most of the attention. To be fair, Levine says the fancy head coverings are also great for women with conditions like alopecia, but something tells me that there aren't too many of us out there ready to live out our Cher fantasies 24/7.