Showing posts with label Wigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wigs. Show all posts
Friday, August 16, 2013
Las Vegas, Confidence...and Wigs
I love my new wig...and maybe when I'm all silver I will have my natural hair dyed this color... Hee, hee.
What does a lavender wig have to do with anything? Well, it
can spark plot ideas, lift the spirits, challenge my costume shopping gene…
Now, what is really funny about this… I had this hairstyle
when I was in third grade. In fact, this is one of my all-time favorite school
pictures. It wasn’t until I got home from Vegas, where I bought the wig, that I
realized how similar these two hairstyles are.
Third grade was the year the family moved to a new city.
First time I dealt with mean girls who were mean just because they could be.
Which I didn’t understand at all, so I stood up to them, eyes clear and
confident that I was right. (I was.) Ran into a friend I made in that new city
a few years ago, who remembered clearly how I made Debbie stop picking on her.
I don’t remember it. I guess because it didn’t seem extraordinary to me. It
certainly was to L.
I’ve been thinking a lot about confidence lately, as I seem
to be falling in and out of black hole regarding what confidence I have. I don’t
know if a lavender wig will help me, though I do find a pirate hat at
conventions does wonders for my ability to connect with people. (Now, if only
all those compliments about the hat would translate into some of these people
taking a chance on buying a pirate story…)
Do you remember when
you were the bravest kid in school? Or knew the bravest kid in school? Do you
think it was a matter of confidence or ignorance? ;-)
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