I am not a drag queen.

So all last week I was looking forward to our party on Friday night. Mostly I was just looking forward to a chance to show off my awesome costume, something I'd been sitting on for a while. As I've mentioned before, I'm not an artistic or creative superstar. Far from it. In fact, dressing up has always been a really big challenge for me. Last year, though, I started thinking about the perfect costume for myself. Something funny, not too hard, and relevant.

I didn't have to think very long before I was struck with an idea. Barbie.

When I was three I was a huge Barbie fan. Huge. I was an only child so I spent a lot of time alone with my Barbies. I also used to go by the name of Anna Lee. Lee is my middle name, for the record, not a continuation of my first name. I think around the time I started going to school the Lee fell off, but it stuck around for years with the church crowd. Now I can't even remember the last time someone called me Anna Lee, except for the guy at the bank last month when he got my name off my Drivers' License. It was embarrassing for both of.

I was in Cubbies (you remember AWANA, don't you?)as an adorable three year old and requested that I no longer be called Anna Lee; I wanted to be known as Anna Barbie instead.

Fast-forward to four or five years ago. My Cubbies leader let slip to her daughter and some friends the little name nugget from my past, fondly remembering the time that Anna Lee wanted to be called Anna Barbie. All of a sudden there was an easy way to differentiate between myself and any other Anna's that were hanging about. Anna Barbie was back.

Naturally, a play on my nickname seemed like the best costume idea yet. It also seemed like the most entertaining, particularly since my eyebrows are quite dark and I've always said that if I was blonde I'd look like trailer trash.

Well, apparently I actually look a little like a drag queen as a blonde. Unfortunately, it took a little longer than I was hoping to get all Barbie'd up so I didn't get any good shots of me aside from this poor quality phone picture. Who knows, maybe some better ones will surface.

And in case you're wondering, here's the Barbie that most closely matched my ensemble:

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So. What do you think? Did I pull off the Barbie look or do you think I look a bit more like a drag queen? It's okay to be honest, this isn't my regular workday attire.