Love shouldn't have to wear disguises.

Until you make peace with who you are, you'll never be content with what you have.

Until you make peace with who you are, you'll never be content with what you have. -Doris Mortman.

Beethoven introduced us to anger. Haydn taught us capriciousness, Rachmaninoff melancholy. Wagner was demonic. Bach was pious. Schumann was mad, and because his genius was able to record his fight for sanity, we heard what isolation and the edge of lunacy sounded like. Liszt was lusty and vigorous and insisted that we confront his overwhelming sexuality as well as our own. Chopin was a poet, and without him we never would have understood what night was, what perfume was, what romance was.

Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket

If you are trying to fool a farsighted or dimwitted person, a veiled facial disguise might be enough.