So, I bought a wig. I know, what was I thinking. Middle of the summer, let’s go by a wig and increase your body temp by about, oh, I don’t know, 30 degrees. But I did, and I like it. See here’s the story…
I am doing okay with not having any hair. Really I am, which kinda surprised me in the first place. Now I have never been one of those kind of people to fuss for hours over their hair. I figure, why waste good time on something that has a life force of it’s own. My hair has never done what I wanted it to do, and believe me I have tried to make it do some strange things. Well for starters, be straight! My hair is, well I need to say, was, kinda curly/wavy/frizzy/whatever. And after several years of trying to match the “in” styles, I just gave up on it. That was in college, you know, just a few years ago… 
I never had enough time to do my hair, so , ponytail was the default. I would curl it, color it, straighten it to the point that I really don’t know what my natural color is. Well except for gray! I have had a gray patch of hair since I was 16. And I have been coloring it since then. And I have been just about every color there is a box for, and some that there aren’t. Well, now, I don’t really have a choice. My “chia pet” look is the norm for now. I actually tried to color it pink a few weeks back, stupid gray, doesn’t want to be pink. So I have been living with it.
I must say, no hair is SOOO easy. Wake up, hair is ready. Windy outside, no worries. Rain. HAH, I laugh in your general direction. The only thing I had been worrying about is getting a sunburn on my head. (Can you buy SPF 100?) So I bought some hats. I am up to about 6 right now that I wear for certain times. You know, you gotta have the baseball cap, which I don’t wear as often. I am surprised I don’t. I thought it would be my “go to” look, but I feel uncomfortable in it. Doesn’t feel right without a ponytail hangin’ out the back.. Anyway.. gardener hat, check, beach hat, check, well actually it is a cowboy kinda hat. Hat to wear that needs a flower, got 2 of those. Just bought a new hat this week, kind of a floppy straw summer hat, but it was on sale, score! But sometimes, I don’t wear a hat.
And people still stare. And I feel kinda naked. And it’s hard sometimes to see my reflection when I pass a mirror and I do a double take. Oh, yeah, thats me, ugh, cancer sucks… I have no hair. Well except for the gray that wanted to stay along for the ride. I am lucky that it came out so evenly, kinda all over. Some loose it in patches, or all of it, so the “chia pet” look, I guess, isn’t that bad. But it gets you down after awhile. So I have been thinking of getting a wig for about a month now. You know just to wear when you go out on a date, or to the mall with your kids, or to doctor appointments, or a walk with your hubby a night. So I did it. And I am glad I did.
I kind of surprised my man this last Monday with the idea. He had the day off, cus of the holiday, so we were just hanging around, not doing too much, you know, holiday stuff. Anyway, I casually mention, “Hey, wanna go with me to buy a wig?” Poor guy, you gotta hand it to him, he’s use to this by now. Throw the man a curve ball, and damn if he doesn’t catch it and say, “Yes, thats exactly what I want to do on my day off, lets go right now” Okay thats not really what he said, but it was close.
So, off we went. I ended up trying on about 20 wigs. Different styles. Different colors. It was kinda fun. Some were obvious out the second I put them on. Why buy a wig that makes you look like your mother? Yeah, that ain’t happening. So the “matronly” wigs were OUT! Tried long hair wigs. Out! The hair felt weird on my shoulders and neck. So, tried the shorter “do’s”. Okay dont laugh, but one wig I tried on, we ended up laughing so hard. I swear I looked like Kate, (you know the one with all the babies and the bad hair and the cheating husband) That one was easy. I couldn’t pull it off, not bitchy enough. 
So after some more attempts we, and I say we, cuz I trust my mans opinion in this, we found one. Kind of blondish with strawberry blond under tones and darker roots. It actually looks real, like someone went to the salon and paid money for that color. Kinda cool. The style is shorter than I have ever had my hair in my entire life, except for that time I got my hair cut in the 5th grade and then immediately started growing it back out. (not a good look) I can style it with several different looks and my BFF says if no one knew, no one would know. (does that make sense, it does to me) It looks like real hair .
So I wore it to the store with my kids. And no one stared at me, or whispered to their mommy. I was back to normal for awhile, and it felt good.
