Being Who You Are with Lace Wigs
Me and my family never imagined the breathtakingly human Amelia Sharp, my life-long soul mate, could need a collection of wigs. Her voluminous hair styles flowed in sync with impeccable style. Get this. Miss Prim n’ Proper continues to be celebrated for her hair. Not many in town think to notice that she confidently masks her medical hair loss under quality black wigs. They work well.
As mere children in high school, we once swept all the beauty pageants. Five years later, her hair loss started acting up and she went bald. I hinted about a few lace wigs. But you know, it didn’t matter much. What a strong soul, she fearlessly demonstrated her bald-headed look.
At her boyfriend Jacob’s roller hockey tournament, we ate nuts until her beau accidentally slapped the ball (or whichever thing that is) at us. She jumped up for it when her head scarf jumped from her head, revealing her naked head. No big deal, she hurled the thing with a tremendous heave into the goal. She’s that kind of girl.
Of course, there’s two sides to every coin. Not too long after she invited me over for a stroll to the art gallery, when she very sincerely confided that she would rather do without hair out of anger. She dare not consider lace wigs, secretly acknowledging she wanted her hair back. Then just like that miss invincible became beet pink in the face and demanded that I shouldn’t concern myself with it. She really needed help.
There was no way to get her words out of my head. Shortly after, I called about settling the wig issue. After a long deliberation we both arrived at the only logical action: we’d buy each other wigs Wigs for the both of us, on me!
Not sure who was more flabbergasted by the possibilities. She never imagined that human hair wigs are very appealing for so many women. These lace front wigs were exactly what she needed. Personally, I arranged an entirely creative ensemble to wear with my synthetic wig. Its become an inside joke, forever and always. For my birthday she gave me a photo of us in our wigs and thanked me for the wig, and disclosed that it brought about a fresh spirit that she’d forgotten. It’s touching to have helped little miss attitude live a happier existence. And she’s still got the attitude.
