A Decade of Bad Wigs
Enjoy my self-deprecating journey of bad wigs during the 11 years I had Alopecia Totalis. This was before I developed Endocrine Strengthener that finally grew my hair back.
This was taken in 1985. I think this wig kind of has that mob wife look 1985
Pageboy? But at least I still have eyelashes here.
1986
Turban-Remedy for an itchy wig
1987
I love hugs like this but I was afraid my wig would come off.
1988
Ugh!
1989
Eyebrows penciled on. Notice the frizz in the front of the wig. That’s what happens when you open a hot oven. Sigh… 1990
I was at a reununion with some old friends. I had a lot of ‘splainin’ to do about the wig.
1991
Smile sweet and no one will notice the poofy wig.
1992
On vacation in Puerto Vallarta. I didn’t go swimming the whole time I was there. It’s hard to swim when you are wearing a wig.
1993
Bill, me and Uncle George
at our Godson, James’ christening. Did I mention babies love to pull off wigs?
1994
