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Me and my guinea pigs (aka wigs) – funny moments

As most of you know, I am not too serious with my wigs. If I don’t want it on my head anymore, it is most definitely gone. This has caused me to have so many funny moments and I would love to share them with you.

Photo by my amazing friend Jessie. Text continues under the picture!

This whole helper hair situation just grew on me. I am so used to having wigs and being able to just change up my hair when I want to. I cannot really imagine what it was like with my own hair. I mean, during the summer it is so incredibly hot, how did I ever survive with all of that hair?


Not having your own hair is not great, however the benefits of having wigs are awesome as well. This girl right here did not stress about her hair during prom, as it was already waiting for me all glammed up…3 days before the actual prom! That was incredibly convenient, as I am always short on time.


My mornings before my internship and school are HECTIC. I don’t give myself enough time to get ready and I end up having 10-15 minutes to make myself presentable. I love the fact I can just throw on my hair and be done. With my bio hair I just always put it in a ponytail, as I could not do much with it. Funny to think that I never did anything with my hair when I still had it.

I did not always just throw on my wig though. When I first got it, I told my friend I would come and see her at 2 pm. Two hours too late, lots of YouTube videos later and I arrived at my friends’ house…while my wig still was not 100% correctly on my head. Practice makes perfect!


I do feel a bit betrayed that nobody EXCEPT for my grandma told me my wig was too low on my head, I did not have a forehead lol.


My real wig stories start when I went to my new school. It was incredibly hot and I felt my wig slipping away. So, I just told my new class I am bald and when they least expected it...I took off my wig. Needless to say that they were used to it pretty quickly, they did not have a choice haha.


The next couple of weeks I just went to school without my wig. However, as it was getting colder, I decided to put my wig on. After my first class, I had English from my mentor that year. She asked me why I was not at school the first hour, as the teacher told her I was not there. I think you can already guess what happened, he did not recognize me! He felt so sorry haha, but till this day it is one of my favourite memories.


This brings me to my old German teacher. He told me his hairdresser also has alopecia and he ended up being the person I purchased my first wig from! Such a coincidence. But, I always randomly take my wigs off and I then just put it on my bag. Well, my teacher did not see it, startled and then almost fell over my bag haha.


I’ve had so many funny moments during school, as I also often switch between my wigs. One that really surprised me was the question “How come that Anne sometimes has hair and then she does not?”. Well guys, I can let my hair grow at the same speed as the Flash and I then just shave it off. Just kidding, but lots of people had to get used to the random bald girl at school, which is normal :)


I am honestly surprised how my friends are not even slightly embarrassed. My friend needed to go to the general practitioner, when I took my wig off in the waiting room. Probably not the best place to do that. We still talk about that haha.


“I needed to go to the general practitioner as I had an appointment and Anne joint me. In the waiting room she just took her wig off and placed it on a chair next to her. Everyone looked a bit weirdly haha. When we were called, she just said “oh I almost forgot my guinea pig – Julia”

Welcome in the everyday lives of my friends haha. For them it has become just as normal as it has for me. They don’t even notice it when I take my wig off, they usually realise after a half an hour. As you can see, it becomes normal for others as well.


Back to my hectic mornings, sometimes I just don’t have enough time to do my hair, as I did not do it the night before. Well, then there are two options. Option 1: I just throw on my hair and fix it in the train. When I am sitting in the train, I just take it off to fix it. But I always forget that “normal hairy people” (how I refer to it with my friend Emily haha) cannot take their hair off. So, when people look at me, I always need a minute to realise that. Option 2: I throw my wig in my bag and take it out in the train and fix it there. Slight disadvantage; it is incredibly cold during the winter without my wig, when I cycle to the train station.


I see my wigs as an accessory, a fancy winter hat. So, why can’t I take my hair of in public? I can also just take of my scarf.


I don’t always think it through though. Imagine this, just really see it in front of you. I was walking with my friends in the city, when a group with really handsome guys passed by. I think you can already guess it; I took my wig off at the exact moment they passed me. I was slightly embarrassed at that point haha.


I want you to know that people are really sweet in such situations. When I went to Rotterdam with a friend of mine, I wanted to try on a hat, so I took my wig off. A short moment later, a guy approaches me and he said, “I think you look even more beautiful without your hair, than with”.


I tend to forget not everyone knows that I wear wigs, so imagine the look on my colleague her face when I said “I am so happy the weather is getting better, I will finally be able to walk outside without my wig”. Followed by “Oh wait… you don’t know I wear wigs”.


Okay, this blogpost is getting really long, so I will mention the last awkward story. I don’t mind walking around with my wig in my hand. When I leave my internship, I often take my wig off and just hold it when walking to the bus. I always have way too many bags with me. So, when I sit in the bus, it takes me a few minutes to put those away correctly, however I still had my hair in my hands. So, I just put my wig on the chair next to me. Then, someone came and wanted to sit there. She stood still, looked at me, then at my hair and then at me again…then she walked further. Oops, I may have traumatised her haha.


As you can see, the helper hair life does not have to be horrible. It really is adjusting, as it was for me as well. But at the end it will become second nature! Just like it will become for the people around you. My friends and family don’t know better, they are used to it and they support me every step of the way.


With love, Anne

AlopecianGirlboss


 

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