I've never worn a blonde wig but as a teenager I once wore a yellow yarn homemade wig. We had a home town parade or something and I decided to buy some booze at a beer stand. There was this heavyset TCB agent there who grabbed my arm and asked for id. I used a little jujitsu and ran the fuck away. I then had to figure out how the heck to get to my car and kick rocks so a few buddies helped me dress up with the yarn and to get away incognito. Funny shit is I walked right by my parents in the crowd and my pops looked right at me but didn't have a clue it was me.