Farewell, fake hair.

In the early stage of my transition, I feel that this is the time where I'm still ‘finding my style’.

Now, I absolutely loved the wig itself, the cut and colour looked fantastic, and I think it really suited me. However, after living with it for the past six weeks, it just didn't feel, well, natural to me. Also, with summer coming, it gets warm, itchy and uncomfortable; and I spend most of my day sweeping hair out of my face, and adjusting my glasses, where they don’t quite fit well over the wig.

There is another, probably deeper reason for ditching the hairpiece. At the end of the night, after a day’s work, I’ll take the wig off, and hang it up, ready for tomorrow. And, just like that, in a small place in the back my mind, I feel that I've slipped back into ‘man mode’ — and I don’t feel like Holly as much.

So, I have decided to grow out my natural hair, and when it gets long enough to put it into some sort of style, I'm free to have a play around, and find what suits me — and I can wear hats as well! It may not look perfect, but it’s mine, and it’s 100% natural.

Side note: I know I could use the same arguments for the breast forms. Thing is, I can grow my hair, but I can’t grow my own boobs (not yet, anyway) — so I will be keeping the rack!