Kelly Gibbons, artist and writer, about me

Monday, March 15, 2004

"Mom, I never knew you could have so much fun going to Boscovs."

On Saturday afternoon, I proved to 3 teenage girls that you could have a blast at a department store without spending a penny. Or maybe they proved it to me. Who knows, who cares. The point is we laughed so hard trying on wigs, that I almost had to give these three teenagers their first lesson in Depends.

The wigs got funnier the longer we tried them on. My favorites were the curly red one and the black one that made my daughter look like Elvis was in the building. Saying that made her drop to the floor right there in the store and her friend scream, "Stop, stop! I'm gonna pee my pants."

Of course we kept going, wet pants would have made us laugh harder.

There were definitely some lessons learned. My daughter Michelle should never, ever dye her hair red, cut it short and get a perm. We couldn't figure out if she looked more like a cross dressing Ronald McDonald or a bad Annie impersonater. I guess this goes for Kelci too, since they are twins. My eyes weren't functioning at that moment because I was crying so hard with laughter. Some people look great in wigs. OK, we were all a bit jealous of that one, Paige. And I am going to be one hot momma at sixty, or whatever age I decide to toss the Clairol for good. The grey wig looked the best on me. Sad, but true.

Some other lessons learned: Every once in awhile my daughters want to hang around me, and sometimes they even like that I'm weird. Life's too short to be serious, have some fun. (I already knew that, but I thought I'd share.) You are allowed to try on wigs in a department store. Yep, nobody cared. I need to bring my camera everywhere. I knew that too, but I always seem to forget it when I need it the most, so I drew it instead.

posted by Kelly @ 3/15/2004 08:36:00 AM

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