A Peaceful Wig Offering

Which one to choose? Which one? What's a boy to do??? So many wigs, so little time...

Well, the good news is, I DON'T HAVE TO CHOOSE! I GET TO HAVE THEM BOTH! And the bad news is, I'M GOING TO LOOK FUCKING RIDICULOUS IN THESE WIGS AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCK BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO BE LOOKING AT MYSELF!!!

So, actually, I don't really count this as "bad news". At least not for me. For you maybe, because you'll have to see me looking completely hideous in them.

Tonight, when I came home from feeding the horses, Will informed me that he bought me 2 new wigs. Some people offer peace through the giving of olive branches, some through the gifts of chocolates and flowers, some through the kicking of groins. Will offers his apologies in other ways. I'm old-fashioned, I say, "I'm sorry". Where as he expresses his regret by buying me 2 new mats of fake hair. And I gratefully accept his creative apology. As you may or may not know, we have a costume closet that keeps expanding and these both (pictured above) will make fantastic additions to the collection.

I mean, come on, can't you just see my blue eyes a-dazzle and reddened with booze and cigarettes while I'm wearing the one on the bottom-left while dancing in my best Donna Summer lycra body suit?

And the one on the top-right? What? You don't think that I have a tight little leopard-skin get-up to go with that one? Just try me...

You're jealous, I know...you can admit it, go ahead...it's okay...