Hats Off To Me


Today I went out without a wig, hat, scarf or care in the world and felt just like me. I am done covering my head.  I’m actually considering taking all my head supplies to the beach and tossing them into a bonfire, but I think the chemicals in the wigs alone could penetrate the ozone layer.

The only one sad in my new found confidence is my poor husband, who started to believe I was a long haired bleached blonde.  Ladies, I am here to tell you that if you would like to add some spice to your senior love life, buy a wig or better yet, I have a few you can borrow.





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