Sometimes everything comes together in a manner I might call ‘synchronicity’ if I didn’t hate Sting so much. I went to see the musical “Wicked,” and apart from finding it delightful in every way, it inspired me to consider dressing like a mean witch in my old age. It’s not the first time I’ve thought of it, but the fitted Victorian-style witch-dress as worn by Elphaba was easy to admire as an everyday get-up. It would look nice with my hair, if I still have any in ten years or so.
Now, looking at some runway styles for next fall, I sense a strong Witch-thing going on. Fantastic! Let us celebrate the Wicked Witch of the West, in all her glory. I might forego the green make-up, but I do plan to be as regal and scary as possible, just as soon as I can no longer pull off the Cougar-thing.