Made My Life

OMG. So I was standing with Caroline outside of Dunster because she was waiting for a friend to pick up her keys and needed someone to swipe her into Mather, and this fabulous, fabulous girl who lives in Mather (but whom I don't really know) passed us. She said "hi" to Caroline, BUT (and here is the crux of the story), she "Hey! Your the boy with the hair! I love it when you toss your hair" to me.

OK. My life is complete: all that conditioner, leave-in hair strengthener and hair polish (think anti-frizz) is paying off! I have become known as the boy with the hair. Could anything be better? No! The only thing that could be better is if a gorgeous eligible gay boy had been the one who said it instead of this (fabulous) girl whom I don't know. And then maybe if he asked me out on a date. That would be a little better. But as it stands, I'm very content.

Also, drag night was a blast, and I look ab fab in fishnet stockings and stilettos. There are lots of pictures from drag night, and if I look sufficiently amazing in any of them I will be sure to post.