I’m Christine DiBenedetto.

I have a BA in Sociology & Anthropology with a minor in women's studies;
I worked in non-profit management and grant-writing, 
have traveled throughout the US,
lived in India, worked as an educator for a major hair care line, 
and been a platform and traveling stylist and educator.

I am a salon owner & business coach;
I founded a theatre group,
am a former burlesque starlet & a theatre producer.
I'm a blogger, stylist
an entrepreneur
and mother of two.
I also have thinning hair and a BIG LIFE!

Below is a bit of my hair story....

My hair has always been a huge part of my identity. It has driven my career choices and it led me to launch this site.
In order for me to be true to myself and thrive personally and professionally with my own hair loss, I had to create a place where women like me could openly talk about it. Even today, hair loss in women is a taboo topic. We can change that! I've spent over twenty years talking to women and believe in the power of community, knowledge and sharing. 

When I started to explore options and seek information about my own hair loss, I was disappointed by what was available. Places I visited online did not represent my BIG LIFE, my zest for life and the quality of life that I live. Instead, they were reflective of women who were afraid, inhibited and limiting their lives in ways that scared me. They seemed hopeless and made me feel like my own future of insecurity and hopelessness was imminent. There was no central place of information or support... nothing available that felt right for me.

BIG LIFE THIN HAIR is about education, empowerment and LOVE. These are core values for me. I hope you'll save your tears and realize that you are not alone. Join forces with me, and others, and let's create an informed, powerful community: a place for real women to learn, connect and inspire each other to skip being afraid and then love themselves toward a bigger, better life.

My hair was fine in my twenties, but I really started noticing it thinning in my early thirties. That’s when I discovered, to my horror, that women in my family eventually go bald. I learned this truth through family stories, photographs and observations. They had been strategically wearing wigs, hats and using tonics and potions for years. All of those stylish pictures I saw of my female ancestors were in reality, a veiled attempt to hide their own hair loss.


When I was younger, my grandmother wore a wig; a really awful wig and I remember thinking that all grandmothers wore wigs. It sat on a wig head in her bathroom and I never paid much attention to it. My mother went grey at an early age and started to have thinning hair before my sister and I were born. She always kept her hair really short and my sister and I would call her “Tip,” because we thought her head looked like a Q-tip. I always wished she had longer, princess hair... I never got to watch her brush her shiny hair at night before bed. I remember staring at a photograph of her and my dad on a date and my mom was wearing a wig/fall. My mother looked so elegant, with the "long" socialized hair I was brainwashed to desire. Young and sexy! I wonder how she felt at the end of the night - wig off, Maidenform bra and 70’s era undies on.


As a kid, I had straight hair and then, puberty hit and my hair went curly. My first foray into wasting time and money on hair came out of a need to learn how to deal with curly hair. I had beautiful Botticelli ringlets and people commented on my hair all the time. I was really proud of my curly hair and saw myself as different.