Firstly, congratulations on your victory over quizmaster Trebek and congratulations on your exceptionally female form. I hope you wont think it odd but my family has been in possession of an heirloom which the ladies of our bloodline have been unable to utilize since it's original owner parted with it a few generations ago, and I would like to present it to you along with your other prizes. It is a genuine uniform from the era of Germany's expansion, generously sized, and expertly tailored to flatter the lady who wears it. I would like to arrive at your door with the package under my arm as a little lost jewish boy, be offered a slice of black forest cake and a glass of milk to distract me while you change, and then find myself locked in the house and confronted by a substantial woman of the reich who wears nothing beneath the jacket, insists on being called Frau Schmidt, and is very displeased with the circumsized nature of my penis.
Don't change the hair. It's perfect.
