On Vanity

I don’t consider myself a vain sort of person.  If I’m clean and tidy, that is pretty much sufficient for me.  :}

But there is one aspect of this particular detour in the journey of my life that leaves me squirming.  Losing my hair.  ๐Ÿ™

For a number of reasons, the prospect of my naked skull is not a pleasant one.  And while I have in the past worn wigs, I was really reluctant to wear one now.

However, today I found out that in all likelihood I will, indeed, lose my hair – just in time for the Quebec conference.  I was going to simply wear head scarves, but thinking about travelling by plane, teaching and trying to feel as though I’m healthy, I decided on the drive home from the hospital today that I am going to invest in a wig for those times when it is important that I look good in public.

I’m not talking about going to the post office to check my mail, or the library to grab some more reading material, but those occassions, like the Quebec conference when I want to look capable, strong and above all, healthy.

My mother has been buying wigs from this company for years so I just happen to have a catalogue on hand as the latest one arrived this week. 

Currently reading Cold Wind by C. J. Box