I am now the proud owner of cosplay (costume) cat ears. That plus purple hair tends to equal an interesting experience while walking through Walmart. Even without the cat ears I think my favorite thing is hearing children- anywhere, exclaim “Mommy, mommy! They look like cartoon characters!” or “Lookit her hair!” 
Kids are cute, even the one firmly running her nose up and down a glass door, leaving little streaks all the way.
Most of you’ve already heard my rant on why I have purple hair [link to post] but why wear cat ears? Why sport striped socks that go all the way up to my thigh? Why sing karaoke while prancing through the mall?
Because I can. It makes me happy and as ‘weird’ tends to summarize my nature in most vocabularies I usually get a few odd looks here and there. Might as well do something outstanding and know what I’m getting them for.
PS: Been awhile since I’ve had some happy posts, eh? The darkness might still be around me but for anyone else reading this who’s lost in their own darkness- I want you to know something: The dark only seems so big and bad because you have such light in you that it must cast a heavy shadow. I’d be more worried if there wasn’t such darkness in my life here and there.
Peace, love, and carrot colored pizza sauce.
you know we want to see a picture of those cat ears
Tee hee!
It’s coming. I’ve bought batteries for my camera now I just need to locate the darn thing.