I seriously think this blonde mullet wig is magic. Purchased for Grey like six Halloweens ago, the wig has now been relegated to a costume box at my parents house. I came across it yesterday while I was hunting for my old report cards in the attic (because I do random crap like this when I’m home visiting). Touching its plasticky platinum locks immediately brought a smile to my face.
I don’t know what it is about this wig, but anyone who wears it looks obscenely ridiculous. It confuses your gender and makes you act like you’re an escaped mental patient. Donning the $14 dollar hairpiece is the equivalent of drinking ten beers and smoking a fat joint. While wearing it, everything is a game and the world is a happy place full of rainbows and puppy dogs.