Your grandma stumbled onto your baldy porn?
I really need to hear that whole story. How did it happen, what did she find, what did she say to you, and how did you explain it? I really must know.
And yeah, over 20 years an acomo and wouldn't have it any other way. Probably closer to 25 years. The fascination goes back probably to 1979 and Persis, but I can first recall actually being turned on by images of bald women around 1983. I was about the age when boys usually discover cool new things they can do when they're all alone.
It is, of course, not an all-consuming obsession, and it certainly is not the only thing that does it for me, which is, I think, what differentiates what you and I call acomophilia from a true paraphilia. True paraphilia could be considered sexual dysfunction, being unable to perform without the aid of your personal kink, whatever it might be. I grew up having the hots for all the same movie and TV stars as everybody else, getting all nervous around the same cute girls at school as everybody else, and hiding the same magazines under my mattress as everybody else. I just had something extra. And although it drove me wild when my wife shaved her head, it was never necessary to us enjoying ourselves before or since.
And it does go the other way. I've seen lots of bald women who were not attractive to me at all, and some who were attractive that I wouldn't have liked for reasons entirely unrelated to their appearance. Sinead O'Connor of the 80s/90s is the example I usually cite. Good looking, bald or closely buzzed, and some of her songs aren't bad, but she was never someone I thought I would have liked at all, so I never took much of an interest in her. Baldness is a turn-on, but it doesn't override everything else.