Misrelate

As a girl, women’s wigs were not something I was familiar with. my journalism career was the thing that occupied my mind. That was true till the moment I lost my hair because of alopecia. I pronounced that I cannot permit the outcome of becoming a bald Bruce Willis of Texas.

I believed that I was all alone, without my trademarked hair do. I believed that it would be impossble to realize full style. Buddy, how wrong. Before I got my new real wig, I went through a wide array of itchy synthetic hair weaves that made me uncomfortable. My husband Gordon worked his magic and found some dignified wig stores where I could get human hair wigs I could wear proudly.

So I biked to the Internet cafe and took a good look at their wigs. I uncovered an array of beautiful, beautiful lace front wigs. Their specially designed lace front wigs suited me best.

Provided the best hair piece, a proud individual similar to myself should grow fearlessness when growing comfortable with her loss of natural hair. Never have I been so inspired to toss my new hair styles. It meant a lot to me to sassily exert my confidence again at the mall.

But maybe I’m being ridiculous carrying on like this, however hair is integral to my identity. Is there more to reality than an amazing flow of hair? Girl, it wouldn’t be right if someone told me otherwise. Here’s the good news: women’s hair loss can be beat!

I can’t believe what my loved ones have meant to me. No one knows the reality of me and my cancer. But that’s how it goes, I’m definitely glad to look fabulous for my husband again. Real human hair wigs improved things for my attitude on life.

Judgmental people might call that life’s course superficial. They don’t know. What makes life so practical? For me, I adore my career and my new wigs.

Take Care of Your Wig.

Cassandra Sexton