Hoping for a Reinvention of Myself Thru My Quality African American Wig
It’s not easy to talk about, but well-crafted wigs were not forever my personal obsession. Anchoring the nightly news was my goal. This applied till the second my hair began to thin due to medical hair loss. I pronounced that I wouldn’t permit the chance of being the shiny-headed Bruce Willis from New Hampshire.
I imagined that I’d lost myself, without a real head of hair. This was a sign that that it would be hard to get back great hair. Buddy, I was mistaken. Before I got wise and bought my lace front wig, I attempted a wide array of inadequate phony hair weaves that didn’t match my scalp. My boyfriend Malcolm told me about some dignified wig stores where I could get human hair wigs that would look great.
Well I hopped to it and took a good look at their wigs. I discovered an inventory of glorious, beautiful real human hair wigs. Their specially designed black wigs made me so happy!
With the right wig, a girl similar to myself would grow fearlessness while accepting her baldness. Now I see this as an opportunity to show off my new hair styles. This meant the world to me to proudly brush my hair while on the job.
It wouldn’t surprise me if I’m being ridiculous carrying on like this, but remember looks are important to my emotional well-being. Is it possible there’s something else to reality than a fabulous style of hair? Girl, I don’t care if it were true. Wigs are stylish fashion pieces to so many women.
You would not believe what these blessings have been like. No one has noticed the truth of me and women’s hair loss. Still that’s where I’m at, I’m merely glad to fearlessly approach my career again. Real human hair wigs made so much better for my attitude on life.
Judgmental people may determine my sentiment is needy. They have no idea. What makes being alive so possible? For me, the secret is kitchenware (haha!) and my wig.
Love Living!
Cassandra Sexton
