There is a Saint for everything.
Every time I brush my hair it looks like someone shaved a yeti. Just hair…everywhere. I’ve had to chop a total of 9 inches off of it because it’s so straggly and thus I will now be ordering a fake hair piece because duuuuuuuude.
So, who is the patron Saint of Hair extensions? Of Hair Loss? Because I need to light some candles or I will surely resemble George Costanza (sans back hair thank you) by Christmas.
ETA~ There is indeed a patron Saint of Hair Loss in Women, of course! St. Agnes of Rome. Her noggin is in a Church in Pizza Navona in Rome. I lit a candle asking for a baby in that very church! That baby is now lovingly known as The Boss. Now I know what to sell in my imaginary etsy shop! St. Agnes cards and candle.