But no matter how many remarkable women I met, I still pulled out my hair. It was not until I went to a retreat in LA that I met my cure, my saviors. Helen and Jo embraced me with open arms, and an immense amount of glowing locks. They gave me not only a full head of curly hair, but also a beginning to an end. Their generosity and love made me laugh and cry. I love everything they have done for me, and I love everything about them. They are my friends, my "aunties" and my saviors. It's people like them that make me appreciate everything that I have, and everything I have been through. If I had never pulled out my hair, I would not be who I am today, and I would not have the marvelous friendships that I have now. I would not trade my life for anything, especially now that I am living my life with hair. Thanks to my new best friends, I love you girls; words cannot even express my gratitude. Thank you.


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Aurora's Story


I am not the type of person who holds back what they feel. I say what I want when I want to say it, and no one can stop me. But I have not always been that way.

When I was about six years old I began to pull out my eyelashes. Why I did it was a mystery to all. Was it because I always wanted to make a wish? Or was it just because I was such a perfectionist that the stress just made me pull out it out? I didn't know, but I was not concerned until I began to pull out my hair about a year later. Now my family and I both panicked, for the bald spots began to reveal more than just my scalp. They revealed my problem and my pain. No one knew why I did it, no one knew how to cure it, but worst of all no one else did it. I was alone, with a "disease" that no one else had.

Although I was young, and I faced more obstacles than most adolescents are faced with, I was not going to take them lying down. I was ready to fight. With my friends, family and devoted counselor at my side I began the most spiritual awakening. The first thing I learned was not to let my "disease" define who I was. I was Aurora, I played soccer, basketball, swimming and volleyball, I was a straight "A" student, who happened to wear a hat all the time. I never introduced myself as "Aurora, the hair puller", and I never will. I made my personality outshine my bald head. Since I never pitied myself no one else pitied me; they would treat me as if I were a normal child, and I was.

>When I was about nine, my mom finally learned about the Trichotillomania Learning Center. It was with the help of this center that I met the most magnificent people I had ever met. They were people who were always laughing; they were people who would embrace everyday with a smile. They had persevered through the toughest of times and became stronger because of it. Every year I would return to these amazing women, and every year they would not only inspire me to work harder at my hair, but also at life. I cherished every moment I spent with those enriched souls. They helped me to become the confident young woman that I am today, and I owe them so much.



Following three months of wearing Klassic's methods of hairweaving, Aurora's natural hair is beginning to return





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