My wig finally came in today. What do you think? It’s better than I could have imagined, though I’m still trying to get used to it. It took forever to figure out how to put it on, and to tell you the truth, I never did. My friend’s the one who put it on me, laughing all the while, wondering why she helps me. I told her it’s because she’s a freak. She denied it for a while, but then agreed. That’s okay. I’m a bit of a freak, too.!
I’m still sans make-up, but this isn’t all that bad. I wonder how much better it will be when I actually get around to buying some. It makes me a little nervous. What do I need? What will it cost? I actually can’t wait to get my make-up kit started!
The hardest part was shaving my face. I think my beard was my way of hiding myself, an act of self-denial. I would dress up, but I felt ridiculous. With my face shaved, and my wig, I actually feel a bit better, less of a fraud.
I have a way to go before I feel confident enough to go out in public, maybe catch a movie or go out to dinner. I’m happy for the little strides I’m making towards that goal. I hope to take a full-length picture of myself, but I need to buy shoes first. I love this ensemble, I’m just missing that one critical part.