I left my poor wig on the seat of my car. Never do that . The back of the wig it a friz mess. Looks like it melted. I tried to revive the poor wig and put everything you can think of to bring it back from the dead.I live in Southern Utah area near Zion Park so inside the car can become like an oven.
I have not paid more than $45 for a wig and often try and buy them clearance. So I find I have several different colors. The problem is my husband can never find me in the store! Ha!
Bald is much better because I get so hot and cannot cool my body down. No hair means that my body does not cool me down and often I get sick to my stomach.
Here is my poem for the my dead wig! I need help with this ode to the dead wig so sad. So help me out here with this poem.....

Dead frized wig lay on the seat of the car.