I have a curly red wig!
24 October 2007 04:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
3rdragonFor those of you who are not aware, I am going to be Ms. Frizzle for Halloween. This means that I need some sort of wig, since my hair is not red, not curly, and no longer long enough (I might have been able to wangle it last year, though. Possibly. Anyway, I can't anymore).
As of today, I had been to five different stores (I think it was five. It might have been six) looking for a wig that was red, but a reasonably natural red, longish, and curly.
And I had been drawing blanks. Most stores have a decent-looking red wig that's chin-length (if they have anything in red at all), but completely straight. I did manage to find a vaguely wavy-but-not-very-realistic-red longer wig in Faces, and a short fire-engine red curly one at Ultra Gal. I found a longer wavy one with '50s big-hair poof bangs in Past and Present (for confused Smithies, that's in Philadelphia). But I hadn't found anything decent.
So today I took my bike and rode along King Street again, looking for the mythical party store (I was out that way last week, walked a while, and eventually turned around because I needed to be at work at 12:30). I got to where the sidewalk ends and had turned around and given up. Then, as I was riding past the athletic association, I noticed a pirate-y sign in the window of a store removed from the street, so I turned into the driveway and inspected further. And lo and behold, it was the party store! (It was only a block further on from where I'd stopped walking, but I'm not entirely sure that I would even have seen it.) And they had a whole wall of wigs. They didn't have the exact marmelade-red sort of shade I was looking for; the one I got is more of a strawberry blonde. But it's actually strawberry blonde, instead of white-blonde with brown streaks, unlike one supposedly strawberry-blonde wig I saw. And Mrs. Frizzle's hair changes color from book to book anyway, so it's not as if I have to make an exact match.
My costume preparations are currently thus:
Wig (yay-check!)
Dress (mostly there; I still need to finish the front bit and sew 13 buttonholes).
Shoes (probably won't happen)
Liz, the iguana (certainly won't happen)
Earrings (I have the clip-on fastenings . . .)
Attitude: Take Chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy!
Voice (I got one of the tv show videocassetts from Forbes. I still need to watch it and decide if I actually want to use it.)
In other news, I got a pair of knee-socks at Faces. They aren't as exciting as I'd been hoping for my fencing socks, but they are better than just plain red or plain white. If knee socks are currently in, maybe I should get Karla to take me sock-shopping for Christmas. She'd know where to go.
Once again I found myself manufacturing a silly hat for the Ziskind House picture. The worst thing is, I did remember over the summer that I wanted to pack a silly hat - I just forgot to do so.
As of today, I had been to five different stores (I think it was five. It might have been six) looking for a wig that was red, but a reasonably natural red, longish, and curly.
And I had been drawing blanks. Most stores have a decent-looking red wig that's chin-length (if they have anything in red at all), but completely straight. I did manage to find a vaguely wavy-but-not-very-realistic-red longer wig in Faces, and a short fire-engine red curly one at Ultra Gal. I found a longer wavy one with '50s big-hair poof bangs in Past and Present (for confused Smithies, that's in Philadelphia). But I hadn't found anything decent.
So today I took my bike and rode along King Street again, looking for the mythical party store (I was out that way last week, walked a while, and eventually turned around because I needed to be at work at 12:30). I got to where the sidewalk ends and had turned around and given up. Then, as I was riding past the athletic association, I noticed a pirate-y sign in the window of a store removed from the street, so I turned into the driveway and inspected further. And lo and behold, it was the party store! (It was only a block further on from where I'd stopped walking, but I'm not entirely sure that I would even have seen it.) And they had a whole wall of wigs. They didn't have the exact marmelade-red sort of shade I was looking for; the one I got is more of a strawberry blonde. But it's actually strawberry blonde, instead of white-blonde with brown streaks, unlike one supposedly strawberry-blonde wig I saw. And Mrs. Frizzle's hair changes color from book to book anyway, so it's not as if I have to make an exact match.
My costume preparations are currently thus:
Wig (yay-check!)
Dress (mostly there; I still need to finish the front bit and sew 13 buttonholes).
Shoes (probably won't happen)
Liz, the iguana (certainly won't happen)
Earrings (I have the clip-on fastenings . . .)
Attitude: Take Chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy!
Voice (I got one of the tv show videocassetts from Forbes. I still need to watch it and decide if I actually want to use it.)
In other news, I got a pair of knee-socks at Faces. They aren't as exciting as I'd been hoping for my fencing socks, but they are better than just plain red or plain white. If knee socks are currently in, maybe I should get Karla to take me sock-shopping for Christmas. She'd know where to go.
Once again I found myself manufacturing a silly hat for the Ziskind House picture. The worst thing is, I did remember over the summer that I wanted to pack a silly hat - I just forgot to do so.
