Jennifer Goodman Linn You Fearless

March 28, 2007 – “Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow”

There is an angel who resides at Barry Hendrickson’s salon on 60th and Broadway. His name is Edward and he is responsible for “outfitting” me with my wigs both times I have had the unfortunate experience of losing my hair.

Edward cut hair for over 15 years and then decided to go into the wig design business because he believed it was a way for him to produce more creative work and to “do good” by helping people who lose their hair as a result of chemotherapy treatments. He is gentle, kind and can make you look and feel fabulous at a time when you don’t feel that fabulous at all.

Although I hate to admit that I am vain, the prospect of losing my hair was a lot harder to digest this time around. The first time it was a bit of a novelty and I had NO IDEA how long it would take to grow back. I finished chemo 14 months ago and I was finally in a place where I was starting to like my hair again. I am attaching a picture so you can see what I looked like before I started chemo again.

Whereas last time I wanted very basic, functional wigs, I decided this time that I wanted to jazz things up a bit. I had so much fun trying on long, short, blonde etc. I wanted something professional and hip for my new job but also something that was cute and very easy for casual days and weekends. Edward was able to “evolve” one of my old wigs so that I could take advantage of the current “headband” trend. I went out last week and bought about 20 headbands…one for every outfit I love!

The Doctors told me that my hair would likely begin to thin and fall out about 2-3 weeks after my first does of Taxotere. Dave and I were set to be in Florida that week with his family and I was not thrilled with the idea that my hair would fall out far away from home (and from the comfort of Edward who helped shave it off last time). Sure enough, 3 days into our FloridaFort Myers. vacation, I could not wait any longer and Dave and I found a salon in

And at this salon, I met another angel named Kay. Kay had retired to Ft. Myers about 10 years prior and was a cancer survivor herself. She said just the right things and she pledged that she was channeling all of her good thoughts and wishes through the electric razor.

I am much more comfortable being bald this time around. Although I must say that I am really enjoying my new wigs!