I’m almost pleased that the weather has turned today in London. Colder, wetter and perfect for wearing a wig again.
I got mine exactly this time last year and it definitely started to turn me into Candi properly. Different hair, different me. Especially when the order came to shave myself smooth and start wearing my corset over the next few days and weeks too.
A year later and my waist is five inches smaller and when I had to go a week without shaving, I felt like it didn’t feel right at all and couldn’t wait to strip it all off as soon as possible.
It feels fantastic to have changed so much in a year that putting my wig on feels like me again…