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Till recently, hair loss and wigs were not forever my personal obsession. My photography career was my goal. That was true till last week when I lost my hair because of alopecia. I resolved that I can’t permit the outcome of appearing on TV as the bald Bruce Willis by sheer dumb luck.

I thought that my charm would be more difficult, deprived of beautiful hair. I resigned that there was nothing I could do to get back full hair. Man, how mistaken. Previous to receiving my new real wig, I found a selection of itchy unnatural hair weaves that didn’t match my scalp. My man Malcolm found me respectable, medical wig websites that carried natural wigs that would suit me.

Not wasting any time, I hopped to it and surveyed the options. I found myself browsing a cornucopia of astonishing, dignified lace front wigs. Their natural African American wigs suited me best.

Trying on the perfect wig, a proud individual similar to myself can develop courage while accepting her baldness. I’ve never been more excited to show off my new hair styles. It meant a lot to me to finally regain my personality at the mall.

It’s likely I could be exaggerating things, but looks are important to my identity. Is there something else to existence than an amazing flow of hair? Girl, it couldn’t mean much if someone told me otherwise. Here’s the good news: womens hair loss can be beat!

You couldn’t imagine what this has meant to me. Very few believe the reality of me and my thinning hair. However that’s how it goes, I’m merely prepared to fearlessly approach my career again. Lace front wigs improved things for my family and I.

Shallow people could determine that sentiment is needy. They don’t know. How is life so worthwhile? For me, I adore working hard and my new wigs.

Care for Yourself!

Monica Fleck