Pippi - Who Are You?

Watching an episode of Gilmore Girls ("We Got Us A Pippi Virgin") and what do they do? Watch Pippi Longstocking!

Seesh. I always hated carnival, hated pretending to be someone else - did I ever tell I cannot lie, either?
I turn red all over.
How unpractical is that?!

In grade three my parents made me go to school as a Japanese girl for carnival.

See how much "fun" I´m having here?

It was embarassing! They made the Kimono so tight I really had to walk like a Geisha - tiny steps all the way to school, which luckily was just around the corner - anyways, people stared at me - I hate being a point of interest (big surprise, huh?).

My Dad´d just been to Japan due to selling a certain amount of Seiko-watches and was invited - so all the stuff was real Japanese, too.

Dad - and no, it wasn´t me who drew that arrow - must´ve been him, my Woody-Allen-Dad...

A former classmate, now married to a former friend of my Bro (yeah - wise girl, choosing a man 5 years younger, huh?) - she went at me at Bro´s wedding - again - about how jealous she was on my costume back then.

Yes. People are different, huh?

And guess what I found the following year? Yes, a Pippi Longstocking wig with the most uncomphy wire keeping the pigtales up.

I was always shy, but after this I said NO.
No more dressing up from grade 4 on!

And just tonight that wig is thrown back at me, huh? ;-)

Do you like dressing up?

Not that I like so dang much being me.
But... I prefer being me instead of pretending....