the other night i was at a bar with some friends. an older guy with curly white hair came over to our table and said to me, “hey, were you at sachin’s party?”
i was. “i was,” i said. “all of us were.”
“oh,” he said, “i guess i just recognized you.”
this happens to me a lot. “it’s the hair,” i said.
“we were all in costume that night,” he said. we were not. “though i guess you’re always in costume!”
“uh-huh,” i said. i’m used to that response.
but why can’t my hair be my hair and not a costume? i don’t do it this way because it feels like a costume, i do it because i like the way it looks. and it looks awesome.