Ronald McDonald Wigs

This has nothing to do with my week in hair. It has to do with hair as it fascinates children. I am drawn tonight to think of the hair of a the clown, specifically the clown that sits around in McD's entertaining children. How does one get hair that red? Or clothes that yellow?

Ronald really does look like a guy who works at a fastfood outlet--polyester clothes, bright and garish colors that no human would wear together. It's a ridiculous getup. And kids suck it in.

I never got to see RM live and in person growing up. I wanted to. But he always came on Saturdays, when we were otherwise indisposed as a family. Once, he was supposed to show up on a Wednesday to the Robinsons or the Broadway or JC Penney or some department store like that, specifically to its toy section. I may have this wrong. I may be imagining this. And I may be imagining this also: he didn't show up. He called in sick or whatever. We kids were disappointed.

But he was coming to McD's that Saturday!

Who can blame him? I wouldn't want to go shopping in that outfit either.