Meet my hat. My hat is my best friend. When I cross-dress (which is often) I put my long girl-hair into pigtails and tuck them up into it. It works like a charm.
The idea was first given to me by somebody on Fetlife; I do not remember who. The problem was, my girl-hair is so otherworldly thick and disagreeable that I can’t just shove it into a knit hat or a baseball cap– even if it stayed put, I’d look like I had growths protruding from my cranium. So somebody told me I should get a Rasta hat. I went to the local head shop, where one of J’s friends was selling her handmade crocheted creations and bought this one. Not exactly a Rasta hat, but absolutely perfect for me.
I love my hat because it is at least marginally stylish in addition to doing its duty in keeping my hair hidden. Also, hats just feel really good on your head. 🙂