Let’s hear it for the boy (in the mullet wig)! I was bummed when my usual costume supplier was out of my size for a while, but I think I did a tubular job of piecing this look together. It’ll be back. Not too many folks out on this grody-humid morning. Got a very confused stare from a dudette working in her garden – got going before she wigged out. No honks, only a few waves, and finally some cheers from the peeps at the park who thought I was totally dope.
