After a lifetime of fine, thin, "nothing" hair that always needed teasing and perms to get any volume, I did it: I got hair. I had 200 hair clusters glued onto my short hair. Has it made a difference? It's been almost two weeks since my hair enhancements but I still sneak looks at myself to believe I actually went through with it.
It looks great, and it's changed my life. Just the other day I was going to meet a friend for lunch and suddenly it got windy and started to drizzle. Without an umbrella I instinctively ducked into a doorway because even a couple of drops of water were always enough for my hair to get flat and matted down. For those of us who are "follicly challenged," getting caught in any kind of bad weather is a nightmare. Then I remembered I don't have to hide from the rain. I just scrunched up my hair and kept going. It was fabulous. An absolute first!
For years, Gretchen, my longtime friend and thin-hair buddy, has been the only person I was comfortable talking to about this. (She's a shrink, but that's not why.) We've gone on more dumb shopping sprees together for add-on hair and tried more products to "thicken lifeless hair" than I care to remember. All to no avail. Here we were, two so-called intelligent women, who wear little or no makeup and liked the way we looked ‑- yet we were always scrounging around for the next new hair product or breakthrough. But we always stayed away from any complicated procedures. So what finally tipped the scales for me? I'm still not sure I know. Maybe it was simply a lifelong desire to know what it feels like to wake up in the morning and see tousled hair instead of thin, separated, matted-down wisps.
