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Ultimate Guide to Applying and Maintaining Your Hair Patch for Men

Guide to Applying and Maintaining Your Hair Patch for Men:

Introduction:

A hair patch can be a great way for men who are losing their hair to restore a head of hair that looks natural. A seamless and realistic result requires proper application and upkeep of a hair patch.

This step-by-step guide will show you how to apply and care for your hair patch, giving you the knowledge and abilities you need to keep up a confident appearance.

1 . Preparing for Application:

Gather all the necessary tools and materials, including adhesive, adhesive remover, a mirror, and a clean towel.

Make sure your scalp is free of debris and oils.

For best adhesion, trim or shave any hair that is already present in the area where the hair patch will be applied.

2 . Applying the Adhesive:

Using a clean applicator or brush, apply a thin layer of glue to the scalp.

Make sure the glue is uniformly distributed and covers the entire region where the hair patch will be affixed.

Allow the adhesive to get sticky as directed by the manufacturer.

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3 . Positioning the Hair Patch:

Hold the hair patch by the base and carefully place it on the desired area, aligning it with your natural hairline or preferred style.

Gently press the hair patch down onto the adhesive, ensuring it adheres securely.

Use a mirror or seek assistance to ensure proper placement and alignment.

4 . Blending and Styling:

Comb or style your natural hair and the hair patch together to create a seamless blend.

Use a hairdryer in a cool setting to set the hair in place and further enhance the integration between your natural hair and the patch.

To assist preserve the intended look, use styling tools such as gel or hairspray.

5 . Daily Maintenance:

Avoid washing the hair patch for the first 24–48 hours to allow the adhesive to set properly.

After the initial waiting period, wash your hair and the hair patch with a gentle shampoo and conditioner.

Gently pat dry the hair patch with a towel, avoiding vigorous rubbing or pulling.

Follow the recommended maintenance routine provided by the hair patch manufacturer.

6 . Adhesive Removal and Reapplication:

Apply an adhesive remover to loosen the bond between the hair patch and your scalp.

Gently lift the hair patch from one corner and carefully peel it off.

Clean the hair patch and your scalp thoroughly to remove any residue before reapplying the adhesive.

Conclusion:

Applying and maintaining a hair patch for men requires attention to detail and proper care. You can confidently apply your hair patch and maintain its appearance over time if you follow this step-by-step guide.

Always read the manufacturer’s instructions before using a hair patch, and ask for help from a professional if necessary. With the right techniques and routine maintenance, your hair patch can offer a natural-looking and transforming solution to your hair loss problems.

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I'm gonna ramble a little, pay no mind, or actually give me ideas and feedback but anyway I just need to write down my ideas somewhere

So for the bjd doll hair, there are. So many materials !!! I didn't know wig could be made of such different things

For the Kaeya cosplay, since it's long, dark blue (not a common color it seems) and straight (unlike Kaeya himself lol) I'm thinking nylon/fake saran. I'd have to make the wefts myself but that way I can adjust length layers to fit the Canon haircut better. It's cheaper than real Saran, and looks as good on pictures. For the light blue strand either I yarn brush a single weft or use a dyed white strand (depend on Louis' hair)

Emilie will probably be my next doll, and oh my god her hair is going to be the most annoying. Why did I make a girl with longish curly two-toned hair ? So either curled synthetic fibers (nylon too? Is it easy to curl/wave ???) or curly cheap mohair. It will depend on the brown shades disponible I guess, and then I'll have to see if I can use Regular Rit dye or some acrylic ink/alcohol mixture to dye the end of the wefts

Christopher will be the easiest : pure black, mid-lengt, straight in a proportionally inverted way to his sexuality. Either I buy more Nylon fibers or I do brushed yarn. The nylon would be better I think, his hair is pretty flat

Louis. Now Louis I now what I want but I'm unsure how to achieve it. See his actual haircut is rather short and fluffy, so I'm guessing brushed yarn would be good. BUT ! I want to use that boy as a Barbie model and dress him up in all kind of clothes and so I'd also like a wig with his "younger" haircut. Which was very long but still kinda fluffy hair. So now if I make both wigs I think it might be best to use the same fiber so no obvious and weird color/texture change between pictures. Does the straight Nylon fibers can curl and "fluffy up" well? Because if I do brushed yarn it's going to be so annoying and hard to get a nice, even length. I think I might end up putting a little more money for actual mohair lambskin for him. 15cm length on a 33cm doll should make nice long hair, right ?

I think I have some leftover yarn wefts from back when I became interested in bjd for the first time (before I made hard hair for my 1st attempt) so I guess I can use this for a random wig to get used to the feels/practice cutting. I definitely don't have the patience to make several whole wigs out of brushed yarn tho. And synthetic fibers are pretty cheap, especially if I buy all my colors at once to regroup the delivery costs

Guess I should try making some hard and soft wig caps at first.

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[3] snake skin

You wilt in John’s presence. 

Cell walls decompose within the stem holding you tall, flesh crumbling at the absence of support until you’re curled up and shriveled. It saps the air from your lungs and you’re left gasping, an unfortunate specimen underneath his tired, blue gaze. Broiling chagrin bubbles up in your chest, suffocating you until the words you were going to speak melt in your mouth — quick, like cotton candy, but not nearly as sweet. 

Thick fingers dance around the rim of a chilled glass as John sizes you up. He’s quick. Flickering glances that refuse to linger on any one place for too long except for your face. He drinks you up — your fluttering lashes, lips nervously pressing together, smoothing lipstick over the delicate skin — and he hums like it’s tastier than the bourbon in his cup. He lifts it up, hand smothering it as he tips back the dregs into his mouth where he holds it on his tongue, savoring the flavor before he swallows. His eyes never leave you. 

The clink of his cup against the side table spurs you into action. Saffron is on autopilot, sauntering up to him with the sharp clack of heels all while Miss Lolly tears herself to shreds in your mind. This is wrong, she screams. He is your student's father, and you are going to lose your job. Turn back, get someone else to dance, you shouldn’t be doing this, this is wrong. 

“Saffron?” 

John’s voice is rougher than you’re used to. Gruff with gravel, a subtle fry that rumbles in his throat — it’s hot. He’s hot, and the gravity of the situation refuses to settle in. It only gets worse as you turn, flaunting your ass for a short moment before you plop right between his legs. Purposeful hands brush against his knees before you reach up to move your synthetic blue hair to one side, eyes peeking over your shoulder at him elfinly as you do. 

“Yes sir,” you chime. False lashes flutter before you playfully look away, voice low and teasing. Saffron lacks the gentle preppiness Miss Lolly has, and you pray that change coupled with your disguise is enough to throw him off your trail. 

He chuckles, and it’s just as rough as his voice is. It pierces right through you, skin prickling, hairs standing up on end as you shift, hips swaying. “Haven’t been called that for a long time, darling.” 

“What would you like me to call you?” you ask, hands pushing at the straps of your glorified bra. They fall down your shoulders, fluttering like autumn leaves, and you feel the support in your breasts fall with them. 

“John is fine,” he replies. 

“Long day, John?” Gentle hands reach behind your back, elbows contorting with the movement as you reach for the band of your bra. You thumb over the clasp teasingly. “Why don’t you relax for me?” 

Warm fingers brush against your skin, but instead of melting you, they freeze you. Muscles tense, movements cease, your breath hitches — it’s not uncommon for men to touch you during private sessions. The Florists allow light touching as long as it’s nothing sexual, but this feels different. It’s soft and gentle, and quietly trails along your skin as the strap of your bra is slowly brought back over your shoulder. 

Bemused, you glance back at John as he does the same to the other side, eyes tracing every inch of skin he touches before settling back on you. Your hands drop anxiously as he fixes a stray strand of your wig. Is your skin peeling? Mask cracking and crumbling into dusk? Can he see past the caked on foundation, sharp contour, and false glitter of your makeup? Does he see the hint of that sweet school teacher his daughter learns from, and not the dancer he’s paid good money for? 

Just as you’re convinced he has you figured out, his hands leave your skin as his arms sprawl out along the back of the couch. He’s huge, takes up most of the space on the sofa, attempting to dwarf you. His head tilts to the side in invitation. 

“Sit with me.” 

It isn’t the strangest request you’ve gotten for a private session. Plenty of men have had you sit next to them as they pour out their heart and traumas for an hour, leaving you half dazed. While you don’t mind it, something feels odd doing it for John. As far as he’s aware, you’re a stranger. Just some stripper he’ll pay to listen to his woes. But you’re not. You know him; know his daughter. This feels like entrapment; like you’re some garden spider attempting to lure him in. 

Too late to back out now. 

Following his lead, you slip out from between his legs in favor of the cushion next to him. Knees tucked against the side of his thigh, the arm that lines the back of the couch falls against your shoulder, hand brushing against your arm as he forces you to settle against his chest. There’s a spicy aroma about him that cancels out the daintiness of your perfume — something warm and rugged, with a hint of tobacco. It’s almost enough to cleanse you of the anxiety coursing through your veins. 

“Talk to me,” he says once you’re settled. 

“What about?” you ask. 

“Anything you like.” 

You pause, mind rolling through conversation possibilities. Keep it simple. Appropriate. You remind yourself how bad this situation can get if you slip up, if John realizes who you truly are, play it cool…

“You smell nice,” you say. 

Of course Saffron has to open her goddamn mouth. 

Boisterous mirth ripples through John’s chest, and it’s warm and inviting against the side of your face. It’s enough to get a smile of your own to pull at your lips. 

“I told you to talk, not to take the piss outta me, darling,” he says, quelling his laughter. 

“I’m serious,” you say, refusing to back down. “Most men come here sweating buckets, reeking of alcohol and god knows what else. It’s a pleasant and welcomed surprise.”  

“Glad I could satisfy,” he hums. 

It’s strangely easy talking to John. It’s as natural as breathing as you talk and answer well meaning questions. Nothing ever strays out of your comfort zone. Never any questions about your personal life or who you are, no hints that would ever set him on the track of your true identity. The buzzing in the back of your skull quiets — that trembling fear antagonized by your raging obtundation. It’s still there, just barely, lurking underneath your skin, but you ignore it as you continue to play the part. 

John enjoys himself as you speak, chasing your orphean voice down with swift swigs of bourbon. Every now and then his hips shift, legs knocking against yours, arm drawing you closer as you both sink into the couch. He’s warm, soft clothes against your bare skin, and you find that you rather like falling into the gravity of him. Eventually, it’ll crush you. You know it will. For now, you don’t mind skirting the edges before the event horizon rips you to shreds. 

“I have to admit, it’s strange being the one doing the talking,” you finally concede. You’re certain John’s allotted time is about up, but you haven’t cared enough to keep track of the clock ticking away on the wall. “Usually, I’m forced to do the listening.” 

“Must hear some interesting things,” he prompts.

“Very,” you confirm with a nod. “I once had a man drone on and on about this terrible predicament he found himself in. His heart was torn between two women. It wasn’t until the end of his session that he decided to reveal one of the women he was mulling over was his wife of eight years, and mother to his two children.” 

“Fuckin’ hell,” John mutters, and it sounds wrong on his lips. Surely the same man who treats his daughter with such love and kindness as you saw earlier today would ever curse so flippantly? 

Then again, surely he would never go to his local strip club, either. 

“You’re not married, are you John?” you then ask. 

It’s a facetious question; one you already know the answer to. You’ve gone through Amelia’s file that the school keeps, the one with parental contact information, list of allergens, and things of that sort. John Price is the only name listed on there. The emergency contact should he not be reached is her grandmother. Amelia never speaks of her mother. 

“No ma’am.” His response is quiet; a little teasing, but there’s something dejected about it. It pulls at your heart, and you can feel the strings tense and struggle underneath the weight. “Never married.” 

“Never?” you repeat, trying to hide the bewilderment in your tone. “I find that hard to believe.” 

“Why’s that?” 

You shouldn’t answer. You can taste your demise on your tongue just at the very thought of it, but you do anyway. It spills from your lips freely because this isn’t Miss Lolly speaking. This is someone stupid. Someone too tired to know better.

“You’re a handsome man, and judging by your clothes, you’ve got a good job, too. Unlike the degenerates who usually frequent this place, you’re kind…”

Abrupt laughter interrupts you, but it’s different from the jovial tone that soaked it before. Something sour taints it, and you feel how it seeps into your bones with an uneasy twinge. 

“Your flattery is precious, but I’ve got dirty hands, sweetheart.” 

You’re not sure what he means by that. Dirty hands. Perhaps he has a few skeletons in his closet he’d rather not open up to you. Something that causes him to seek the comfort of a stripper and booze. Either way, no words come to mind in response to him, and he doesn’t say anything either. You sit in silence with the vague sound of music attempting to bleed through the door, and the surprisingly steady beat of his heart against the side of your cheek. 

“John?” His name hardly rolls off of your tongue, something quiet and meek, fighting through the fatigue that throbs in the heels of your feet. “Can I ask why you paid for my services tonight?” 

You don’t know why you ask. Maybe it’s some subconscious effort into truly seeing if he recognizes you or not. His last window of opportunity. A way to goad him into telling you if you’ll still have your job by Monday or not. Instead, the pad of his thumb runs along your arm, rubbing tiny circles into you, savoring the soft, petal-like delicacy of your skin as his chest expands with a breath before deflating with a sigh. 

“I wanted the company more than services,” he admits, “and out of everyone up on that stage tonight, you looked like you needed a break.” 

Silence envelops the two of you like an old friend. John’s thumb continues, gently caressing you with a softness you haven’t received in ages. A trembling smile flits across your lips, and you pray that he can’t feel the shockwaves echo through your body and into his. Soon, that smile turns into a grin accompanied by a strained chuckle. You recall his self depreciation; how he said his hands are dirty, how he doesn’t see himself worthy of love, and the irony of it all hits you just as you respond: 

“How kind of you.” 

John laughs, and it’s that same mirth that you heard from him earlier; sweet and warm. Maybe this time he believes you. The clock continues to tick by. Dusk is a faint memory, one your body so desperately clings to as you’re reminded of the exhaustion that permanently soils your soul. You remember how inappropriate your situation is. In this moment, you are a liar; a trickster, a snake who should shed her skin before it’s too late. You don’t. Instead, you close your eyes and allow John to hold you for a moment longer. 

Penance can come later.

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Pie's family redesigns + Family tree

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Maud "Slate" Pie + Mudbriar "Walnut"

Maud "Slate" Pie I've kept Maud mostly the same all over, her pallet and color scheme are already good in my taste. She now has spots to match Pinkie but also as a hint to her special talent, as I wanted it to look like an opened geode. I didn't like that her cutie mark was only just a rock, it didn't say a single thing about her special talent. Now it says a bit more, showing off that she can find true beauty under what others might just see as a rock.

She wears her normal dress, as I didn't see a reason to change it. I've however added a small bracelet, which has different beads, to represent her sisters. As she might not show or say it much but she loves them all dearly.

Mudbriar "Walnut" I've darkened his pallet a little, more so his overall design didn't end up too light or dark. I've given him cloven hooves and a long tail, as I see him from a family of mixed unicorn and earth ponies. His markings are like branches/roots of trees, showing his connection to the trees. Same story for his cutie mark as Maud's, it was too simple for what his special talent is. So I've added a book but it's standing by its opening, as a small hint to tents, as he travels to examine trees, learning about as many as he can and writing it down for others to read.

Mudbriar now wears a travel backpack, which is for his travels. He doesn't wear much else, as he doesn't see the need to.

Gilda "Glory" + "Shady" Limestone Pie

Gilda"Glory" I've darkened her whole pallet and added some markings. As she's a mountain lion + tiger in this AU. Her design hasn't been changed much, I've added some jewelry but not much else.

"Shady"Limestone Pie Limestone's pallet is mostly the same, its his patterns that darken his look. Lime is trans in my AU, as his anger issues were caused by him not feeling whole/as he should be. His cutie mark has been changed to a broken opened geode, with lime-green stone, which resembles a lime.

He has a few pricings and wears a his band's t-shirt, which says ROAD KILL, Gilda also has one but she mostly wears it to his concerts, showing her support.

 Trouble Shoes + Marble "Droplet" Pie

Trouble Shoes I've made Trouble Shoes slightly darker and added a few lighter strips to his mane and tail. He also now has a beard, which to those who don't know him, makes him look even more scary than before. For his cutie mark I wanted something more than just "bad luck". He of course still struggled to find out what he was meant to do, as he thought the clown nose and wig was some cruel joke the world did to him.

As for his clothing, I went with a nice jacket, kept his hat and his weeding ring.

Marble"Droplet"Pie Marble's pallet has mostly stayed the same, only receiving slight changes and the usual markings that come along with my redesigns. Her cutie mark now shows off how well she makes jewelry with the beautiful gems they find in Appleloosa. To me, her cutie mark never told a single thing about what she was to do, it said marble but what else? So now, she's a crystal collector and seller.

The clothing she wears is a simple shawl, her weeding ring, a few earrings, a few flowers from her middle oldest son, a sun anklet to represent her oldest son and a small bat wing hair tie to represent her youngest son.