Wigs on your head, sure! When I was in my early 20s, during my particularly low self-esteem period, I owned three. One wig was black, straight and Cleo-patriotic. Another was dark, long and wild with exotic corkscrew curls. The third was blond and kind of Doris Day-like.
|I saw these wigs from Ateliers C&S Davoy at the Atlanta Gift Show in July|
|image of a wig shop courtesy of The Costumer's Manifesto|
|photo courtesy of Kirk Albert Vintage Furnishings|
When I was working steadily as a photostylist for Country Living Magazine, I never once tried to procure a decorative hairpiece as a prop. I relied more on stacks of books, casual throws, and flowers to warm up a room. Of course in an offbeat dressing room with lots of shelves or cubbies, a collection of wigs might be perfect.
They're oddly fascinating, and I do XOXO how fashion and home rub off on one another. As for me, I am not running out this moment to find some wigs for my home or anyone else's home. This decision, like a hairstyle, however, just might change.