I’m starting my #wigfacewednesdays to share my love for wigs and how they’ve been a huge part of my healing and recovery.  Wiggies have become a part of my style – an accessory that helps me feel complete, something that adds a little extra comfort for me to step out and take on the day.  I honestly don’t know the place I would be in if I didn’t discover this part of my self-expression.

I have a feeling that a lot of people may not understand it. When they ask me how long it took me to achieve a certain color and I say “it’s actually a wig!” They usually have an odd look but I’m sure it’s because they’re unsure what to say in that moment. And you know what… that’s okay.  I know it wasn’t the answer they were expecting. Honestly, a small part of me secretly loves those compliments, when people think it’s my natural hair. I think to myself: Yes… I may have actually done something right!? Lol.

photo: with one of my fave wiggies from divatress.com. So affordable and after many, many wears and washes, she’s still going strong!

This is a random share, but I wanted to be a ballerina so much when I was a kid.  I would walk around on my tip-toes constantly, probably with as much grace as I do now.  This photo just reminded me so much of that childhood memory. So carefree.

My hubby took this photo – we shot it in Valley Village, outside of an apartment complex with cars zooming by.  Yes, it was awkward. But as usual, I was my goofy self…trying to channel my inner Beyoncé – with so much hair-flowing confidence.