My experience with hair loss began five years ago, following two life-changing events — a miscarriage and a severe case of Covid pneumonia. As a Type 1 diabetic, like two of my children, Grace and Riley, I’ve always lived with a delicate balance, but nothing prepared me for the day my hair began to fall out.

At the time, I was working as a travel Registered Nurse and recovering in a hotel far from home when I first noticed the extent of my sudden hair loss. I felt devastated and unsure where to turn. My daughter Grace — just sixteen then — stood by me through every moment. Together, we walked into a local wig shop, laughed, cried, and learned. The first wig I bought fell apart within weeks, but that experience began my true journey toward healing, acceptance, and purpose.

I had always loved my long, thick hair, and losing it felt like losing a part of myself. But as Grace reshaped what remained into a pixie cut, I began to see strength where I once saw loss. Through countless trials and endless searching, I eventually discovered the beauty and confidence that high-quality human hair wigs could restore.

I’m also a mother of four wonderful children, though one of them — my beloved eldest son, Alex — passed away on May 31, 2025. His absence has forever changed my heart, but his love and light remain a guiding force in all I do. Every piece I create is made with compassion, patience, and gratitude for the people I’ve loved and lost — and for those still here walking beside me.

Along this path, I’ve met incredible women whose courage turned pain into connection and hope. Their stories remind me that none of us walk this road alone. Today, it’s my honor to help others facing hair loss — or simply seeking the hair of their dreams — rediscover their confidence, beauty, and peace. 💛