I already know which of my offspring doesn’t and have stored that information along with my Christmas shopping list and will revision. I know my doctors don’t because none have dropped me from their practice and/or apologized for prompting me to complain in what was going to be a positive blog about journeying through breast cancer. My husband would probably read it more often if I added some obscure music facts and/or video. Yesterday I found out someone else hasn’t been keeping up with me. Paula Young Wigs. I got an email asking why I hadn’t made a purchase in a while and offering me incentive to come back. I immediately started to fire off a reply that I no longer needed a wig because my hair had made a triumphant return! Luckily before I hit send I realized the people at Paula Young not only don’t care why I needed a wig to begin with, but would be even less interested in why I don’t. Then I started wigging out (see what I did there?) about the so called quality of these wigs if they expected me to have replaced them already. I mean, I had one freebie from the ACS and bought two myself so I would have some variety. How many wigs does the average wig wearer own and how often do they need replacement? If I sold wigs I would sell them in days of the week packs like the panties we used to get as kids. I’m telling ya, nothing could screw up your day more than wearing Thursday’s underwear on Monday. Maybe that’s not such a good idea after all. Women who are wearing wigs because they’ve lost their hair to chemo or other medical conditions have enough stress.
Back to the panties for a second.. I always figured they were a good idea for kids.. reminds them to change every day. Now I see they make them for adults too and I’m entertaining myself with possible reasons why. If my underwear say Monday I am supposed to be at the office….
Oh! They also have them for men. Now that’s probably a good idea.