Hi folks, Kathleen here with a little change of pace from wigs…what? Isn’t this a wig website? Well yes…lol…About a year into my wig wearing journey (my two year wig wearing anniversary is coming up 😉) I realized as great as my hair looked now with all my gorgeous wigs my lashes just weren’t cutting it. My hair was never my crowning glory…my eyes and lashes were. I had tried false lashes a couple of times over the years with absolute total failure. I thought ok some people just can’t wear lashes…that was before wig wearing and my new found confidence.

So first of all I had to determine was what kind of eyes I have and what kind of lashes enhance their shape. I devoured youtube tutorials..probably watched a zillion ways to put on lashes and overtime realized I had hooded eyes. Not naturally but from good old fashioned age..lol. So what are hooded eyes? Relax your eyes and look straight into a mirror can you see your mobile lid? If you can’t, you have hooded eyes…think Lauren Bacall and Emma Stone for example.

Image 2 lists my top 5 false lashes for hooded eyes. They happen to be Ardell but I would suspect you can get similar styles in other brands..just think Sonoma by René of Paris and Kelsey by Envy..😉 The 603s by Ardell are my current favorites. I started out with Luckies and 110s and gradually evolved into a more dramatic but still natural looking lash. Notice that they all vary in length or are in clusters. The ever popular wispies don’t do much for me. I’ve worn them but they don’t enhance my eyes. Also denser lashes tend to put a shadow over my eyes which you don’t want either. Lashes should open up and enhance your eye shape. You will notice a lot of lashes start out short at the inner corner and gradually get longer towards the outer eye. A winged look…the lashes I list are longer in the middle and shorter on both edges or have a fairly even length throughout the lash band.

In the beginning I was using duo glue the kind that goes on white and dries clear. I loved it. Was easy to use and my lashes stayed on. Well over about a month or two I noticed my eyelids were getting irritated. In the beginning I thought my eyes just needed a break. Then it got worse, red puffy lids at the lash line. Quite painful. I research and discovered I was allergic (it doesn’t always happen right away but takes awhile to develop an allergy) to latex and/or formaldehyde. I bet you didn’t know they used formaldehyde in lash adhesive. 😳 Well I wasn’t taking any chances and through my research found I-ENVY by KISS Super Strong Hold adhesive that was both latex and formaldehyde free.

In image 6) I am wearing Kenzie by Tony Of Beverly in the gorgeous dramatic high fashion red called Cherry Punch. Love this color and played with my eye makeup …I wanted to have fun and use some strong colors. Why not? My lashes are curled and I have mascara on them in the before photo. You can barely see them after all that work. The only difference in the after photo are the 603 false lashes. They are long enough to “clear” my hood. 😉

Image 9) shows the Ardell 603 lashes again. Wearing one of my all time favorite wigs Madison by Estetica in R30/28/26. You can see the scale better in this photo. Experiment with lashes. Some you’ll love some you won’t.

So lets get started…you have picked out a pair of lashes. You have the glue and then all you’ll need are tweezers. TIP: In the beginning before your hand gets steady from practice use an eyelash applicator. Sometimes you can buy the false lashes that have an applicator included. They make it a little easier. My lashes are short and sparse and very straight so I curl them and use waterproof mascara to keep the curl. For folks with lashes this gives your false lashes a ledge to rest on and curling my lashes helps blend the two together.

Without any glue place the lashes on your eye..sort of a dry run…is the lash too long? Most are. Snip a little to fit your eyes better. Always cut from the outer lash. Its better to have them too short than too long. Put a thin amount of adhesive along the band of your false lash. I also put a little extra dab on both ends of the lash. Do wait for your glue to set up. The white glue should start turning translucent. Don’t use too much. TIP: The amount of glue should equal the thickness of the band. Your tweezer should be in the middle of your lash and close to the base(don’t take the lash from the tips). Since these lashes are the Ardell Fairies the band is super thin so I only needed to wait 10-15 seconds before I placed it on my eye.

Place the lash on the middle of your eye. Wiggle it a bit to help set it as close to your lash line as possible. Then let it sit there. Don’t worry that the whole lash isn’t on. You have some time before the glue dries completely. So relax and take a deep breath. You just did the hardest part. TIP: Place your false lash in a vertical orientation…straight down. You want to see the lashes from the front not just from the side. 😉 In image 11) I just placed the lash on my eye. You can see its only on in the middle I haven’t taken the edges and placed them yet.

I usually take my tweezers and place the outer edge along my lash line first. In this case I just took my fingers and placed the inner false lash first.

Image 13) shows me taking my tweezers and pinching my real lashes and false lashes together. Yes be careful! Come in from an angle to avoid poking yourself in the eye.

Now place the outer corner. Dont panic if you don’t like how you placed it. Just gently lift it up and place it again.

Not bad..lol..the false lash follows my real lash line in image 15) That is your goal. These particular lashes (Ardell Fairies) have such a thin band you don’t need to wear all kinds of liners and shadows if you didn’t want to. Very pretty soft enhanced natural look. Below is image 16) I have one lash on..quite a difference in lash length huh?

I am wearing minimal eye makeup in image 17) so you can see how subtle and pretty false lashes can be.

In image 18 I am wearing my new Jett by Estetica in color R14/8H and to round out my look minimal make up and to top it all off Ardell Fairies. The take away here is false lashes aren’t scary and can really enhance your whole look. Why stop at the perfect wig? Throw on a set of lashes….its easy once you get the hang of it. Enjoy!

Here is a little video of me in actual time placing one of my lashes on from start to finish. You can see I kind of wiggle the lash when I first place it on my eye. This really does set the lash in place as close to your lash line as possible….just another TIP: 😉


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Look no further than our Spiced Summer Lemonade On The Porch Mix for 2018!

This is a catchy, breezy, and diverse Spotify playlist to give a soundtrack to your summer shopping in our store. We created this list to replicate the experience of shopping at a high end boutique for your next style. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the summer, Cysters! XOXO – Heather

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It is completely free for the version with some ads. The ad-free premium version is also available. 

The answer to this question would be so much easier if we all looked like Natalie Portman in V for Vendetta – beautiful and angular, the focus shifted solely to our well-balanced and perfectly proportioned facial features. Plus, she still has hair – only a quarter inch long, but it is still obviously more hair than I have had since age 12. Oh, and did I forget her perfectly shaped skull? That’s right – no obvious lumps or odd knobs or lines. I have this odd crease in the back of my head – it kind of looks like a smile where no hair grows. But still I shave my head and I love it.

I didn’t shave my head when I first started wearing wigs – I liked what little hair I had and went au naturel when working out, so every 6 to 8 weeks I was still making trips to the stylist for a trim. I continued to suffer in silence as they asked me if I had tried this product or that to make my hair grow, look thicker, to try and make it look like… more. None of those things worked and I had been trying them my whole life.

Just cut my darn hair already.

Then I went to my usual place and my usual stylist wasn’t there – it was a new lady I hadn’t seen before. I explained what I wanted – I had no hair and that was OK because I was now wearing wigs, but I wanted to keep my hair short and neat because I still exercised without a wig. She seemed to understand. It felt short when it was all done, but I was late and really didn’t care to look at how little hair I had in the salon, so I left. I went to my class at the gym and my best friend noticed my haircut. And then she noticed how short it was. And then she noticed the line that looks like a smile in the back of my head – there for everyone to see. Technically this was the first time I had my head shaved – exposing this weird feature for the world to see. After that, I started wearing wigs everywhere – including to the gym

I bought my first pair of clippers a few weeks later and took the real leap, neatly shaving my head using a guard in the privacy of my own bathroom. I took a picture of myself when I first did it – I do not look happy because I wasn’t. It was still a hard thing to do, despite already resolving to wearing wigs for the rest of my life. This was the final step – this was true acceptance that I have no hair.

It was hard looking in the mirror – I felt like I had chopped off what little of my femininity was left. I had given up on hope. This was the last bit of grief for my hair I had left. Luckily the feeling only lasted a little while. Then the freedom set in. I would never sit in another stylist’s chair, waiting for them to try and pitch some hair growth product that was never going to work. If I didn’t want someone to see me without hair – it was going to be out of my choice only and not out of need. I wasn’t going to have crazy bedhead when I woke up because I no longer had hair. I didn’t have to take my wig off and see my sparse hair plastered to my head looking gross and awful. I kind of liked this!

Shaving my head is quick, clean, easy to care for, and it feels good. My biohair doesn’t pop out from under my wig. My wigs are easy to put on. I don’t have to do my hair – no blow drying, no dyeing, the only reason I still use shampoo is because it doesn’t dry out my scalp. And in the winter, I can lotion my whole head – it feels amazing!

I think that whether you shave your head or not is a completely personal choice and there is no right or wrong answer. But here is what I think:

Pros
• It is cooler in the summer
• My wigs stay cleaner – with less oily hair underneath
• It is easier to put my wigs on, no biohair to tuck
• I don’t ever have to go to a stylist to get my hair cut again
• It is economical
• I (feel like I) look kind of bad-a** (lol) without my wig

Cons
• It is colder in the winter
• It can be an adjustment – it can be kind of sad to let go of the hair you still have
• There is no biohair to pull out to blend the edges of your wig – or if you do grow sideburns you kind of look funny without a wig – shaved head and sideburns
• If I want to grow my hair out again to switch to toppers it is going to take forever

Oh! And I highly recommend NOT shaving your head down to the skin. Like everywhere else on your body your skin has to get used to it (think razor burn and bumpy skin – on your head) and if the skin is not perfectly smooth, nicks and cuts are possible (OUCH!). Plus, it requires more upkeep. I shave my head with clippers every month or so, but shaving it all the way down is a weekly thing. Just things to consider. So if you are ready to shave your head- go for it! Be prepared for the little bit of wistfulness or full on grief you may feel once you look at that reflection. Or maybe you will rock it like Natalie Portman from the beginning, but either way you will get to a point of freedom that I think you will love.


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I have always had the hardest time with my hair. It’s unruly, curly, frizzy, and all over the place.

My solution has always been to wing it with a flat iron, lots of hair product, and a prayer. Then my hair disagrees, yet again, split ends ensue and the almighty hair trim is in order.

I have dumped eggs on my head in an attempt to invigorate it with more protein. I have slathered on coconut oil, olive oil, castor oil. All that stuff is great, and I’m sure if I had the patience to sit around in a hair cap several hours out of the week, I would really see some amazing results. The thing is, I don’t have time for all of that. Who does? I marvel at the super women among us who seem to have this hair stuff all figured out. I half suspect that they’re all wearing wigs these days, but that’s another story for another day!

This has been a life-long struggle. I’ve got so many stories!

One time, I told my current boyfriend I would be using eggs on my hair weekly for hair treatments.

Casually sitting in bed, fiddling with our phones before clocking out for the day, I said, “Hey babe, so I know my use of cooking ingredients in the bathroom is pretty different, but I’m going to be doing egg treatments on my hair weekly, so try to save a few eggs for me, ok?”

A moment passed, he laid his phone down, staring straight ahead and asked “Why are you doing…what are you saying…huh?” and things along those lines, with lots of very long pauses in between.

That’s how men typically seem to regard the “mystique” of female beauty rituals. Crickets. It must be nice to live in a world where all your partners are conditioned to like you just the way you are, bald heads and all. You would think that would make guys a little more open minded, but alas, some are much happier living with double standards over in fantasy land.

I went through a stage where I wore hair extensions for about a year. I absolutely loved them. I never had hair that covered my tata’s and went down to my waist before. It was a revelation – and my first pass at helper hair.

That was short lived, though.

One of my dear friends from high school had her extensions sewn-in. Not only did it cause irritation on the scalp, but when she had them removed, the hair that was attached went away with them too. NIGHTMARE OF ALL NIGHTMARES! The memory of that has made me very slow to do any more experimentation with these things, personally.

I’ve discovered that one way to have my cake and eat it too is by switching to wigs. I get better coverage and the silky hair texture I’ve always dreamed of without the creams, oils, flat irons, and split ends. I also love that I can take my wig off at the end of the night, so sleep is much more comfortable! They are also MUCH easier to apply and remove. No nightmare scenarios where your hair gets ripped out, which is a major relief to me!

I credit my Shilo by Noriko for the most epic turn-down of a dude in the history of my life.

This guy – let’s call him Bart – was type of guy who was cool in high school. (Boy, was I crazy about Bart in high school.) After we graduated and he found himself single, he immediately started messaging me. Like, nonstop. We go and hang out, at his house, and he can’t take his eyes off me.

“I love your hair”, he kept telling me. Oh boy. Here we go.

Here comes the dilemma: to tell or not to tell. That is one of the most epic questions when you’re dating! Is Bart part of the inner circle just because I’m crushing on him? Or do I have to play it cool and wait to see if he can handle all this epic faux hair T?

I decided to play it cool and see what Bart was like. After all, this was about 1 year after graduation. People can change a LOT after high school!

As it turns out, this guy was a pretty big snooze-fest. He also had really bad breath. Like, peel-paint-off-the-wall bad. Like, cartoon-characters-with-clothes-pins-on-their-nose bad. Like, how-can-a-living-creature-that-isn’t-a-komodo-dragon-have-breathe-like-this? bad.

We’re were cuddling and kissing when I realized I couldn’t stand it anymore. I even faked falling asleep for a second because I was literally gagging and needed to remove my head from the line of fire.

He didn’t fall for it. He kept trying to move in for more lip action. I dodged it with expert level skill and got up from the couch in one super slick, wish-it-had-been-videoed move.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked in possibly the least helpful tone ever. It was kind of accusing, as opposed to concerned.

In my head we had an entire conversation about it, unbeknownst to him. It went something like: What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?! How the mighty have fallen! You were my #1 crush just a year ago – the ultimate in unobtainable hotties. What happned to you? You clearly put no thought into what you look like or what you’re doing with your life, but you think it’s totally ok to date me only because I have amazing hair? It’d better be amazing, for how much I paid for it. However, it’s not really a good reason on its own to date someone. (NOTE: Not digging on CysterWigs; their prices are actually very good; it’s just that this unit isn’t a bargain basement el cheap-o kind of style!)

I casually adjusted my wig with pinache, no longer caring what this guy thought of the matter.

“What’s wrong with your hair?” he shrieked in a childish, idiotic manner, horrified.

He just stared at me, stunned and befuddled, as I grabbed my jacket and headed towards the door. The look he gave was deeply incredulous, his mouth agape with great green wavy streams of stinky air coming out of it. (Ok, so I made that last part up.) This was the moment I realized my crush on Bart officially died. RIP. So much for high school crushes.

I almost asked him what was wrong with his hair. It was thinning a lot for a 19 -year old. I decided to stop my silent internal conversation with him, though, and leave like a lady instead.

“Well, look Bart, it’s been great. I really have to go now. My pet hamster is in town, and I have to take him on a walk and catch up.”

“What does that even mean?!” he asked, still not quite comprehending that I was no longer an 18-year old girl desperate for his approval. I was 19 now, thank you very much, and I had just realized that I had much better options waiting out there for me. I was worth better treatment than settling for a guy who only wanted me because he fell head over heels in love with my wig.

I grabbed my jacket and walked out the door. I never looked back. Bye-bye Bart.

Now, for the sake of my sanity, I tell people about my use of wigs early on in the dating process. It’s a test of their virtue – but is not a test of my realness. I feel like I’m being ultra-real by even bringing it up!

If a guy can handle my beauty routine, then he passes the test and is possibly worthy of epic smooches. If the guy is a Bart, then he can join the other Barts in their little fantasy world where women are cool with insane beauty and hygiene double standards.

Non-Barts aren’t that rare. Men are getting better about this, at least in my experience. It is definitely appreciated. In exchange for them being cool, I am willing to overlook any number of flaws, including beer bellies, flatulence, and, yes, even some bad breath. This has to be a two-way street though. I will never be cool with some dude expecting effortless perfection from me while forcing me to hold my breath while we make out.

I’m a grown lady now and ladies have standards.