I met a man in the hairdressers today whose wife has been diagnosed with breast cancer. I overheard him saying this as I sat with dripping wet hair waiting for my blow dry. As we sat back to back, he with short hair, me with long hair, I thought about the third person who was not present and who was about to lose all her hair, his wife.
Losing your hair is traumatic. My friend Judy, who I blogged about yesterday, is going to lose hers too, and she was asking me what I used when I lost mine. The first time I bought a wig that was a very poor impersonation of my own hair style and made me feel like I had a rug ontop of my head, and the second time I didn’t both with wigs and went bald. I just couldn’t be bothered to cover up a) my baldness and b) the fact that yes, I was fighting for my life. Somehow a little baldness didn’t seem like a high price to pay. It was also my way of putting two fingers up to cancer: see, you are not going to make me feel any less of a woman just because I don’t have hair.
Here are some of the things you can do without hair:
You are liberated from washing and cutting your hair
You save loads of money on shampoo, conditioner, hair styling products and hair colour
You can wear outrageously large earings and look fabulous.
You don’t wake up with any hair on your pillow
You don’t worry, ‘does my hair look good in this’
You can wear all sorts of headgear
You can wear a silk cap that doesn’t scratch your head
You are free to do things you wouldn’t normally do. For example I went on BBC1 Breakfast television to support a charity.
If someone had told me all this before I lost my hair I probably would have said, ‘that’s fine, but I’d just as soon not be without my hair, and why doesn’t a hairdresser come up with a way to make me a wig using my own hair’. Well now a hairdresser has done just that. His name is Trevor Sorbie.
If you live outside London, Sally Montagu is the hairdresser to visit because she is collaborating with Trevor Sorbie to offer a similar service in her very excellent salons. This is where I met Rob whose wife has got breast cancer. Rob, if you are reading this blog post, I wish your wife all the best for her radiotherapy.


