A day with three wigs – Part 2: At the hairdresser

As I had reported in my previous posting, the key purpose of this day out-and-about in mid-April 2025 was Franzi’s visit to the hairdresser for an in-salon appointment. I had made that appointment two months earlier and I had dropped off my long blonde wig at the hairdresser four week earlier. A full-scale treatment, consisting of washing, pin curlers, drying, styling was not possible with a wig that only loosely sits on my head.

After my wonderful lunch at "Kanonesteppel," I arrived wearing my medium length blonde wig that you already know from my last posting, and I was placed in the hairdresser’s chair.

In the background, my washed, treated, and to-be-styled wig.

After removal of the pin curlers, my hairdresser first worked on it with his hands and fingers, drawing out the curls. You can see how this unfolds in the following pictures.

He then placed it on my head and continued to style it.

What do you think? Is that a fun and worthwhile thing to do en femme?

I left the other wig that I had worn earlier this day with him and picked it up a couple of weeks later, freshly washed and groomed.

After a quick stop for a glass of Champagne at a nearby oyster bar, I walked home along the southern bank of the river, as happy as any woman can be after having been to the hairdresser. I hope you like the look as well.

There was still an evening story to this day that called for a different outfit, and for a different wig.