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Till recently, invisible lace wigs were not something I was familiar with. Modeling was my focus. That was true until the day when I started to lose my hair because of alopecia. It became clear that I shouldn’t sign off on the outcome of showing up at work as a thin-haired Bruce Willis from New Hampshire.

I imagined I lost confidence, deprived of beautiful hair. I resigned that there was nothing I could do to get back good style. Man, how ignorant. Way before I found my new real wig, I tried on a wide array of hot fake wigs that got my texture all wrong. My husband Harry found me some dignified wig stores where I could get lace front wigs that would look great.

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Given the perfect wig, a woman in my situation may very well develop bravery while accepting her hair loss due to cancer. Not since I was a girl did I want to flaunt my freshest golden locks. It was exhilarating to proudly regain my personality on the streets of Manhattan.

But maybe I could be exaggerating things, but hair is integral to my emotional well-being. Is it possible there’s a deeper meaning to being alive than a great head of hair? You know, I don’t care if that were so. Here’s the good news: womens hair loss can be beat!

You would not believe what my loved ones have felt like. No one has noticed the truth of me and my thinning hair. Still that’s life, I’m merely set to look fabulous for my husband again. Having hair again improved things for me.

Some might think that life’s course superficial. They have no idea. How is existence so practical? For me, I adore my career and my inimitable style.

Take Care of Fabulous Hair.

Monica Putnam