Wigging Out!

I was aghast to find that Owen and I had gone an entire two years without knowing Tante has a trunk full of wigs, accessories and silly masks. Think of all the missed opportunities for a newborn in drag, a wobbly new sitter in beads and giant gloves, a fledgling new walker in a top hat! No point is reminiscing about what could have been.
We seized the opportunity to jump right into the trunk of treasures and play dress up. Here are some of the looks Owen tried out:


The Creepy Horror Movie Toddler!



The Incredibly Wealthy but Equally Caring Aristocrat.



The Teenager Who Longs for The Days When He Didn't have to Pretend to be Someone He Was Not.



The Gal Who Likes to Shimmy, Shimmy and Shake!



The Gal Who likes To Dance All over the Place!




The Kid Who Wishes His Mommy Wouldn't Embarrass Him So.



The Man Who Knows How to Work Accessories, And Work Them Well.




Oweena, The New Peggy Sue!



The Future Kiss Cover band Artist.



The Crazy Lady Who Pushes a Shopping Cart Filled with Cat Food Cans and Never has Her Wig Properly Adjusted. Also, She Smells Like Beets and Loves Collecting Disney Thimbles. Also, She Has Dreams Of Becoming a Rabbi.




The Kid Whose Tante Makes Him Happier Than Most Anyone.... Except At This Particular Moment. The Tante Whose Owen Makes Her Happier than Most Anyone ESPECIALLY At This Particular Moment.