My first public wig (one I wore outside of a Zoom call) was named Click, and I still have that wig. Because she was a misfit wig. None of the reviewers liked her.
“Well I like it,” I said, “And I want to nurture this poor abandoned wig no one loves.”
(Click does have a weird back, though. Shhh. Don’t tell her I said that.)
I moved on, but as I say I kept her, and now that I know a bit more I bet I could even fix her back issues.
I was skilled eniugh to take Big Wig …
… and scale it down.
So now I find myself in need of a curly pixie wig, and I have found one that is universally reviled. Evidently Twisted Pixie comes out of the box looking like Pippi Longstocking after surviving a head-on tornado in Texas.
I could compile a gallery of screenshots of similarly horrified expressions. Or you could Google videos of “Twisted Pixie Wig.”
Even the ever-tolerant reviewers all said there was only so much they could do.
That clinched it for me, of course.
Unappreciated wig, come to momma and she will turn you into … a slightly less ugly duckling?
One response to “Misfit wigs”
There’s something appealing about a rescue effort. Did reviewers take exception to Click being a kind of blah haircut or was it some other issue at play?
You did do a startlingly good job scaling Big Wig down to a not-wigging-out height and quantity of hair! It’s still wigging out a bit but some peoples’ hair does get a bit wild sometimes and it’s now within the range of plausibility.
May you derive much enjoyment from your efforts on Twisted Pixie!