29.Nov.2009 busy wiggin
I really love wearing wigs and playing make-believe. I think it started sometime in early childhood. My mother made sure that I had an extensive collection of “dress-up” clothes – all scavenged from thrift stores or saved by her throughout the years. This included some really choice wigs.
This morning, I woke up knowing that I wanted to be a different version of myself. I immediately showered and got dressed in some of my adult “dress-up” clothes. But the real fun started when I put on my wig. I have completely transformed. This wig turns me into “Bess”. A much much cooler version of myself (the version with a chest tat). And oddly enough, it makes me look much more like my mother. Perhaps there is a slight correlation there.
Am I the only one who still plays dress-up and make-believe?
ps- the first person who correctly guesses where the title of this post comes from wins my heart forever.
