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On Embracing the Wig After a Cancer Diagnosis
DonAsmussen Memoir NewsAndCulture Style Wigs
Months before I was diagnosed, I bought a wig and decided to try it out for a special date night. When my husband saw me in a jewel-colored blue dress with a long red wig on, he told me, “You look like a prostitute.” I thought I looked like a curvy 1950s movie siren. Or a gussied-up version of maybe the Little Mermaid, if she had a hot auntie? Cipriano told me I was a witch. Oops! That first wig is not subtle, and the length and shade of hair probably too crayon-red bright to look normal and real. With...