My new neighbor is someone I just can't quite figure out. She and her husband moved into the neighborhood about a year ago. He was a upper-management businessman recovering from a horrific injury. He was in a coma for 3 months after having the living daylights beat out of him. Hearing their story, we were quick to go over and welcome them to the neighborhood. I took cookies and a plant. The wife was cooking dinner at the time so was obviously somewhat domesticated. I described her as a 50-something feminist who probably went to Berkeley. She was wearing a sweater and khakis and resembled Annette Benning.
Time passed and I didn't see her for a while. Her son was home from college for the summer and must have brought his girlfriend home with him. I saw the two of them in the driveway several times. Then one day, it hit me...the girlfriend is actually the mother! She abandoned her classy college professor look for Alicia Keys' weave. And she didn't look a day over 22 in her spandex workout clothes. OK, whatever.
This weekend, I saw an unusual looking black woman with Mr. Neighbor. She actually resembled Prince or a man in drag. Unfortunate. But you probably guessed it...it was again my same neighbor. I just don't understand how a woman can progress from Annette Benning to Prince over the course of a year. And to appear to change races and gender? I'm stumped on this one.
Have you ever known someone to drastically change their look, leaving you scratching your head?