The ezPalm Blog


July 4, 2009

Asserting Your Original Beauty by Wearing Synthetic Wigs

The majority of us couldn’t believe the beautiful and confident Amelia Dreskell, our family friend, would accessorize with lace front wigs. Her iconic hair added so much to impeccable style. Guess what? There’s no doubt “Lady Fabulous” continues to be celebrated for her hair. Only a handful of souls even care that she confidently masks her medical hair loss under quality black wigs. Guess it’s no secret anymore.

When we were mere children in the hill country, we used to swept all the beauty pageants. A few years went by before her alopecia started acting up and she became nearly bald. I suggested some lace wigs. But you know, balding was no big deal to her. Even on bad days she proudly unveiled her attitude.

Appearing at our university’s baseball championship, we flirted with the crowd till a guy on other team retardedly threw the ball (or whatever they play with) into the bleachers. Quick on her feet, she tried to get it and her hand-knitted “head sweater” (her idea) fell off, uncovering her hair (or lack thereof). Like nothing happened, she walked over and delivered it to the game official. That’s so her!

Of course, nobody is perfect. Months later at our semi-monhtly mid-day lemonade chat, when she very sincerely confided that she opts to make do with a shorn head out of bitterness. She dare not consider human hair wigs, though she knew it was a good idea. At that disclosure, our fearless protagonist stopped talking and requested that I shouldn’t concern myself with it. She really needed help.

I couldn’t drop it. Shortly after, I IM’d with her about going shopping with me for a new lace front wig. After a long deliberation the two of us arrived at the obvious conclusion: we were going wig shopping! So I’m getting one too!

We had a great time, floored by how natural they looked. We couldn’t believe that lace front wigs are this fashionable for a lot of people. These synthetic wigs brought out her youthful spirit. Personally, I coordinated an entirely creative wardrobe to match my wig. Out of solidarity, if you haven’t heard. Recently she sent me her thanks for her human hand-crafted human hair wig, and explained it fosters a lost identity that she’d forgotten. It’s my pleasure to have helped her float about as light as a feather. Friends can do anything!