embarrassed admission

I'm strangely tempted by these wigs. Aren't they cute? (I won't really buy one, because I bet they are one million degrees hot to wear, and if I wore one, somebody on rollerskates would zoom by and grab it off my head or I'd walk under a low tree branch and it would fly off or something, but I'm just saying, I'm tempted.)  My own hair never looks cute like these. 

I might be a bit wigged out (ha ha) about wearing human hair, though. I mean, I know I wear human hair now, but it's my own. The fancy human hair European ones are really expensive. There is one called Reality, which is ironic.

All the names of these wigs crack me up. I think "Beguile" would look okay on me, although I'd probably feel self-conscious and wonder what my facial expression was supposed to be, to match that wig. 

I also think it would be fun to buy "Hot Sauce," just so you could say to all your girlfriends, "Hey, how do you like my 'Hot Sauce' wig?" 

That "Embrace" one is pretty cute, too, but boy, I bet you have to make sure the person you are embracing knows that you're wearing a wig, because that could be one big ol' surprise there for somebody at some point in the embracing. ("Whoops, my wig just fell right off the back of the sofa.")

Also, look at Raquel Welch. That's airbrushing or PhotoShop something-something, right? Because she's 69 years old.