Now, let’s be frank, what woman would not be excited at the prospect of having access to every style and colour of hair imaginable?
Before I discovered wigs and toppers having my dream hair was always just that a distant, wholly unattainable dream. And as time passed my own hair became more sparse and unmanageable that even my cleverest camouflage tips and tricks finally ceased to be effective.
I must confess, my own lack-lustre fuzz became a source of great anxiety and sadness, and in my ignorance, I believed firmly that it was something that had to be accepted as a fixture in my presentation.
Nothing could be done about it really, maybe a few hair fibres here, or a little dry shampoo there, but really, I was having to play the hand I’d been dealt and accept that although I could make the best of my face and clothes I would always be sorely let down by my not-so-crowning glory.
Only a woman who has scalp on show – and not through choice – can really know the torment of it. And so I had lived for many years until one day, somehow, I began to be aware that wigs and topper had really improved and, in most cases, looked amazingly like one’s own natural hair. Only better. Much, much better.
And so began an intense mission to watch every wig review I could get my hands on. With each review, my excitement grew more and more until I was quite dizzy with the possibility that perhaps I too could acquire a starter piece to try. Perhaps it would allow me to gain confidence again in my appearance. Perhaps I could pull it off, I hoped I would be courageous enough to try.
So, I bought one from Simply Wigs online. It was Mila by Jon Renau is a similar brunette to my own natural hair colour 8RH14. I chose it because it reminded me of how my hair used to look and I knew I would be comfortable in the familiarity of the style and colour.
I didn’t have to wait long before it was delivered to my door. Honestly, to say I was excited to receive it must be the biggest understatement of the decade. I just couldn’t wait to get that box open and pull her out. As soon as I had my first glimpse of the rich glossy strands I realised this would likely be a game-changer.
The fibres just looked so darn natural. I knew how to get her on my head, and, wow, the lace front and monofilament top were so realistic, those video reviews had prepared me for this moment well.
In the privacy of my bedroom, I gazed in the mirror, entranced at my own transformation. Look! Thick, glossy, natural-looking hair. My face had dropped at least 10 years and was framed by the most delightful beach waves, yes, beach waves, I’d ever seen. No matter what way I turned my head there was no shiny scalp glinting in the light. It was finally covered in the tousled splendour of a wonderful modern style. And it was all mine.
I will confess that I got my phone out and proceeded to take a video from all angles. I knew I was likely to spend every spare minute watching it back in awe, examining it this way and that.
Just think of where I could wear this hair. Out to lunch, to a friend’s house for dinner, out with my husband for a romantic meal. So many possibilities, so many fantasy outings, so many images of me looking – well, looking whole. Looking happy and confident and relaxed.
I continued to allow my thoughts to roam for some time that afternoon, alone in my room with a world of potential at my fingertips.
Suddenly I heard the key in the front door. My husband had unexpectedly come home early and here I was with a wig on my head.
He can’t be allowed to see me like this, I simply wasn’t prepared for a big reveal so soon. I hadn’t had enough time to process my transformation. What if he doesn’t like it or finds it funny, or worse, is embarrassed by it?
I whipped it off my head and, as carefully as I could, placed it back in the box and the box under the bed. I knew I would need to talk to him about it and show him my latest purchase. But that would have to wait until later. One step at a time, right?
Hi Karima,
Thanks for sharing your story, if that is Mila you are wearing in your pic you look stunning. I love watching your utube channel, your wig reviews are very detailed and I find your voice very calm and relaxing.
Sue x
Dear Karima, I could have been reading my own hair loss story and solution as I devoured your eloquently written article. I know how debilitating fuzz and a visible scalp is and it makes you want to hide away from the world. I used to find I was treated like a “down and out” when shopping, very little respect shown for me because of my appearance, as if I just didn’t bother about myself. When, in fact, I am a professional person, who cares very much about how she looks but could never achieve it. I used to be so envious of women with hair (which is most of them) and it sickened me that they all took their tresses for granted.
I discovered Simply Wigs ten years ago and have never looked back since putting the first one on my head! The technology these days is just amazing and nobody has ever asked if I am wearing a wig. I’ve even reached the point where I wouldn’t want my own hair, as there are so many advantages with wigs. You can get up later and just put your hair on, no curling or straightening, you don’t have to waste time and money visiting the hairdresser (how lucky we wig wearers were during the lockdowns of 2020/21!) and, best of all, you can wear a different style and colour every day, if you can afford to do so.
Simply Wigs is not just an online shop but a real community for hair loss sufferers, bringing us together so that we never feel alone with our problem and giving us the self-confidence to go about our lives. I am so happy that I discovered SW and I know my feelings are shared by countless other women around the UK.
Thanks for sharing your story, Karima.
Lots of love, Hilary. X