Wigs are amazing. I love having short hair, but when I see girls with such long and beautiful hairstyle, I’m always tempted to let my hair grow. Then I remember those times, when I was a little girl, with my long and wavy hair, dry and painful when I combed it. That was a mane actually, and I’m much more free now, and what a pleasure to feel the wind cuddle your neck, your ears…
But, still, I wanted to see my face with long hair, and not blond : let’s go deep in the transformation, I will be a dark-haired girl !
That’s a nice surprise : I really like it, and it doesn’t seems so fake. Strangely, people were much more staring at me when I had short hair (I guess it is more unusual that’s why).
That’s the power of the wig : being another person one day to another. I hope this is not the begining of schizophrenia.