I used to wear disguises, like hats and false beards, just to walk around and avoid attention.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We get so much in the habit of wearing disguises before others that we finally appear disguised before ourselves.
I have thousands and thousands of hats. Some are the most outrageous hats in the world. They are my disguise. I hide beneath them.
I mostly wear hats or put scarves over my head because I like to have a low profile when I go out.
I used to dress up and impersonate our next-door neighbor, Miss Cox. She wore rubber boots, a wool hat, and her nose always dripped.
In my job, I am portrayed as a misfit, a grandiose high fashion lady or an unearthly creature. At home, it's important I can look in the mirror, strip away the disguise and be comfortable with who stares back.
I get recognised sometimes, and that's really cool. I've tried certain disguises, but that doesn't work.
I went to a private arts school. We had to wear cloaks.
For a long time, I dressed like an idiot. In college, I had a fully shaved head with just two horns. Like, a coxcomb of hair that I would sculpt into two horns. I looked like a crazy person.
I dress the way I want. I don't pretend to be someone I'm not.
I started to wear the sunglasses all the time at school, hiding behind them... I'd walk down the hallways, practically hugging the wall, dragging my head against it like I was crazy.