...diminished at all by the fact that we ALL KNOW her hair is A WIG? A wig that sits on a Styrofoam head on the bedside table? A wig that she switches out with other wigs on a weekly (daily? bi-weekly? monthly?) basis to "switch up [her] look"? A wig that is made out of fake hair? A wig that is made out of fake hair for the purpose of looking like fake hair? A wig that is made to make us pretend like we don't know that it s a WIG? IT'S A WIG PEOPLE. WIG WIG WIG WIG WIG. Have you ever said a word so many times that it ceases to have meaning?
It's a WIG.
Dear Tyra...if you're reading this:
I think you're gorgeous. Please don't come to my house and scratch my eyes out. Or if you must come to my house and scratch me, just not the face. It's all I have left. Certainly you can respect that.
I didn't mean anything by that last bit because of course I know there is lots of meaning in your life other than that provided by your face,
-Priya
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