Getting’ Beautious

I am getting ready to leave work and begin the grooming and gathering process in preparation for tomorrow night's show.

First, I am off to the nail salon to spend the gift certificate Ryan’s mom got me for my birthday, I’ve been saving it. Then I’m headed up Reisterstown Road to the Chinese-people beauty supply place for some hair goop and possibly some cheap hair extensions! I have this vision of teasing my real hair up into a bouffant and having some long luscious locks flowing down my back, something completely foreign to me as my hair refuses to grow any longer than my shoulders.

Ryan is frightened of and repulsed by fake hair, be it extensions, toupes, or “twigs”, and will probably make some acerbic comment if I come out of the bathroom with fake hair cascading down my back. But he can bite me. Half the fun of performing is dressing up, putting on things you might not ordinarily wear in your everyday life, especially with a throwback soul tribute band. Dude, if I had the legs to pull it off, I would TOTALLY rock the super-short minis and white high boots. Alas, us big legged girls got to work with what we got. So my skirts may be a bit longer, but I will more than make up for that with false eyelashes, some bitchin' high heels, and fake hair. And hope none of it falls off while singing!

Hope to see you tomorrow night at the Windup Space!