For as long as I can remember I wanted to own a wig. This
past Christmas my lovely daughter took me wig shopping and, after trying on at
least a dozen, I found one I loved and she bought it for me! What follows is a “veranda
conversation” my first main character, Lydia “Red” Talbot (and my very best
imaginary friend) and I had regarding my gift.
Red: I hear your family and friends don’t really get the
whole wig thing.
Kathy: Correct. The object for them seemed to be to get a wig that looked like the "me"
I am every day.
Red: And that’s wrong?
Kathy: All wrong.
Red: So how did Vanessa know you wanted a wig?
Kathy: I put it on my Christmas wish list. She had no idea
how much I’ve always wanted one.
Red: So, I’m
confused. Why a wig?
I took a long sip of my bloody Mary then endeavored to
explain.

Red: Wow! That sounds like fun. Your Grandma didn’t mind you
getting into all those things?
Kathy: Nope, she encouraged it.
Red: So…you’re still playing dress up?
I chuckled. As usual Red had nailed it.
These pictures are
of my first wig. I’ve also bought a sultry blonde one. When I get a picture
taken in that one, I’ll be sure to post it.