The Supplemental Kick

As an upstanding woman,
I didn’t think I would eventually depend on quality human hair wigs for fashion. Thus, on some days, I can still remember my mom doing her unforgettable Marge Simpson hair style, which resembled a pile of wigs, on the way to school. Her locks were mystically became her most positive feature, and she knew how to make it shine. Mom could control anyone with it, no matter who they were. A matriarch has little use for wigs. Watching her this way made me feel that I would be just as delightful with my head of hair.

Sometimes, somethings never turn out the way you thought. Wigs are actually a piece of daily routine, and I enjoy how low maintenance they are! Here’s the story. Of late my hair stated falling out. It was medical hair loss as a result of a strange ailment. My doctor suggested human hair wigs. But, I thought the best way to get a grip was to breakdown and call my mother, Joanne.

It occurred to me this could be a lost cause, because of my mother’s life-long hair of perfection especially when it comes to hair fashions. I accept how she labors over her hair, but that was foolish, because she’s my mom and she loves me. I sent her a note to go looking at
lace front wigs in a few weeks. Only I didn’t mention wigs (haha). I made her think that we were purely there to experience a wonderful summer afternoon of shopping and lunch.

During the meal I got around to bringing it up about my doctor’s suggestion of wigs. Things seemed to be going down a strange road, but to my surprise my mother informed unto me she was wearing a lace front wig as we spoke! When we finished she told me some places to find the exact wig to match my personality. I didn’t know how many people are in my very position. A ton of websites helped me realize how painless this can be to understand I’m not alone.

Family, the UPS man and even my dog Scruffy had started to be my way of living for attacking this disease. I am beautiful and there’s no denying it whenever you let hair loss get you down, don’t.