From Mother's Girl
"So what do you think of him?" asked Mom, smiling gleefully. "It all started with my using Doug to help me with the hem of that new frock I'm turning out but it's impossibly difficult to do one's own hem and get it right so I simply HAD to have a model - for a price, mind you, he's costing me a small fortune," this last, teasingly. "Anyway one thing led to another and voila, I transformed a son int a daughter. I did so wish Doug had been a girl; the layette I had was entirely pink and I was going to call her Joyce."
"Joyce dear, what is needed for you now is a proper wig. I happen to have two at my flat and we are going there presently to try them both on you and I'm sure no one would possibly recognize you for a boy; oh, this is really lovely! Come on dear," she said turning to Mom. " I can't wait to try them on him and see how he looks."