some knowledge of wigs

Hello everyone, I ’ m just one strand of hair — yes, me, the tiny thing you probably never thought much about. But let me tell you: my life has been way more exciting than you think. Drama, travel, glow-ups, new friends … even a little heat trauma (we don ’ t talk about that).   So sit tight while I take you through my diary — from living on my original owner ’ s head to becoming part of a gorgeous wear and go glueless wig loved by a stunning Black queen.   Chapter 1: Life on My First Owner ’ s Head   Ah, the good old days.   I used to live right on top of my first owner ’ s head, chilling with my brothers and sisters. She was always busy — work, errands, brunches — but she never stopped taking care of us.   Oil? She massaged us lovingly. Wash day? We soaked in warm water and conditioner like royalty. Styling? Okay, sometimes it hurt, but we forgave her.   One day, she took us to the salon. And that ’ s when I met Tony — the hairstylist who talks nonstop l...