Till recently, well-crafted wigs weren’t always my passion. Art was my focus. That was true till the day when I lost my hair because of alopecia. It was obvious that I couldn’t allow for the chance of living as the thin-haired Lex Luther due to unfortunate genetics.

I knew life would be more challenging, robbed of a real head of hair. I felt like that it would be more than difficult to reclaim fabulous fashion and the hair to match. Buddy, how wrong. Before I got wise and bought my favorite real wig, I tried on a barrage of silly unnatural hair pieces that didn’t suit my complexion. My man Reginald told me about some dignified wig stores where I could get authentic wigs that would feel great.

So I walked to the store and checked it out. I uncovered a diverse world of, practical real hair wigs. Their amazing African American wigs fit me perfectly.

Trying on the best hair piece, a girl akin to myself should foster fearlessness while admitting to her alopecia. Not since I was a girl did I want to display my fashionable earrings. It was glorious to finally brush my hair while on the job.

It wouldn’t surprise me if I’m being ridiculous carrying on like this, but my style is an important aspect of your confidence level. Could there be a deeper meaning to individuality than a fabulous style of hair? Girl, it wouldn’t matter anyway if someone told me otherwise. Here’s the good news: womens hair loss can be beat!

I can’t believe what my loved ones have been like. Very few believe the truth of me and women’s hair loss. However that’s life, I’m very glad to look fabulous for my husband again. Real human hair wigs made so much better for my attitude on life.

Many could say my life’s course silly. They don’t know. How is living so amazing? For me, I adore kitchenware (haha!) and my attention-getting sense of fashion.

Love Your Hair!

Cassandra Sullivan