Leya 99 #6 | a rebel, an angel, a mystery

creating the fantasy of silver, black and pink

Apparently I’m already writing too fast. Stan has taught me how to post my blogs online and it’s easy. From now on I can do this myself and Stan is responsible for the design of the website. He asked me to take some pictures of myself he can use for the website. I was thinking about making some blurry photos of myself in wigs. They need to be blurry. I don’t want to be too recognizable. 

image by Verawaty

Until now I have three wigs: a red one, a blonde one and a blue one. Yes, red white and blue. Am I patriotic or what? No, that’s not the reason. I thought that red did represent the rebellious type, the blonde the angelic type and the blue the mysterious type. In the end they’re all mysterious, because it’s never the real me.

I have had these wigs since I was fifteen years old and wore them frequently when my mom had her first chemo. She lost her hair and I cut mine too, which she found terrible, especially because I needed to wear the wigs. When I went to school I wore a nice scarf. Somehow I got used to the wigs and they became a part of me. Especially the weekends were my moments with the wigs and they became my brand when I danced at the club in our town. 

So the wigs would be perfect and more if I would be able to mix the colors in one picture. Or even find new wigs to represent my new life and world as a dancing student in Utrecht. I was thinking about using silver with pink and black. The colors that attract me the most at this moment. Let’s just find a place where I can find stuff like that. I suspect this city should have a place that sells all kinds of party material like wigs. It would be wonderful to add another image next to red, white and blue ones. Another kind of mystery, not a rebel but the glamorous kind. The one everyone wants to be or wants to be with. 

It’s time to lose the mystery and create the fantasy of silver, black and pink.

Love & kisses,

Leya