A Simple as ABC Lace Front Wig Memoir
For years, lace front wigs were not always my passion. Dancing was my goal. This applied till two years ago when I lost my hair due to medical hair loss. I said that I cannot condone the chance of showing up at work as the balding Lex Luther from New Hampshire.
I believed that I’d lost myself, without a real head of hair. This was a sign that that there was nothing I could do to realize fabulous style. Buddy, was I incorrect. Before I got wise and bought my new real wig, I tried on a barrage of hot fake hair pieces that didn’t match my scalp. My man Jim told me about some dignified wig stores where I could get invisible lace front wigs that would suit me.
Anyhow, I hopped to it and took a good look at their wigs. I found myself browsing an inventory of glorious, practical wigs. Their tailored African American wigs fit me perfectly.
Given the best hair piece, a proud individual similar to myself may very well grow bravery working towards admitting to her medical hair loss. Never have I been so inspired to show off my freshest summer wear. It was glorious to finally regain my personality on the streets of Manhattan.
It wouldn’t surprise me if things are not as great as they seem, but remember looks are important to my emotional well-being. Is it possible there’s a deeper meaning to existence than a fabulous style of hair? Boy, it doesn’t matter if someone told me otherwise. Lace Front wigs look so good!
You can’t understand what my loved ones have felt like. Not many comment on about me and my cancer. Still that’s where I’m at, I’m just happy to look fabulous for my husband again. Real human hair wigs enriched life for my family and I.
Detractors could find this approach is silly. They don’t know. Doesn’t everyone have something small that makes existing on earth so worthwhile? Speaking for myself, the secret is my family and my hair.
Embrace Your Wig,
Denise Sullivan
