It is with a heavy heart, I say goodbye to a dear friend. Ok, I shouldn't really say "friend" since we have always had more of a love/hate relationship but, nevertheless, she had been instrumental in helping me define my feminine self. Sure I've been with many others like her in the past but she was different. She was there for me from the very beginning of my recent desires to learn more about myself and what crossdressing means to me. Now, before I go any further, and before my post gets moved somewhere else, I must tell you that I am talking about...my wig. Her once long, lustrous locks have since turned into tangled tresses which are well beyond any hope of repair. It's about time we "Parted". (Hee hee) But seriously, I purchased her fom a Halloween shop that popped up last October. I walked in and headed stright for the wig isle where I spent about 45 minutes walking up and down the isle trying to find one that met my strict requirements...long, straight and BLONDE. Believe it or not, out of the hundreds of wigs they had, not one even came close to what I was looking for. Feeling defeated, I had turned toleave. That's when I saw her. She was hanging at the very end of the next isle over. My spirits were lifted as I almost knocked over an SA to get to her. I picked her up and carefully examined her to be certain she was the one. She did meet all of my specifications yet there was one minor catch...long pigtails tied with blue ribbons. Then I noticed her name on the package..."Cheap Date". For some reason, she made me think of Crissy from Three's Company but at $14.00, the price was right so I took her home. Although she was cheap and bargin basement quality, she had personality. I'm not sure if I would even have a feminine identity if I never had her. I will always keep her in my heart and I will miss her deeply. Shopping for a replacement starts tomorrow.
Hugs,
Melody