I learned something about myself this weekend. Something I maybe knew before but had really brought home.

I make a really bad goth. Now, to anyone who stumbles upon this blog you may wonder why I am posting this. How exactly did I come to this revelations. Well the long of it… the long of it is quite long and involves rehashing my school days and the fact that I was saved from public school and a world where I would probably have ended up quite goth in everything but the black hair, and thrust into private school and uniforms and found a lot of more redeeming things to do with my time.

Oddly enough its some of the same things I can see myself having done in public school, but the people there were better influences. While public school theater could have been a gateway drug to, well, gateway drugs, in private school it lead to the best Mentor I have ever had.

But, this weekends revelation, it came in the form of a wig. My sister and I are working on convention costumes. reworking some we have that like and just need some tweaking ( pics to come). Our wigs came in this weekend. And i tried on the loki/elphaba black wig. I looked horrible. darker, not my color.

While this does not quite discount me from being a goth, i know, but it makes a good case against my choosing that. and just reminded me of all the things in life that shapped me to this point and this wig..

I look much better as Glinda anyways. blonds have more fun. 🙂