Dazzle,
his eyes did, as tow-colored strands threw back sunshine.
“You’re
utterly myopic; I’m more than blonde hair and breasts.”
She
remembers saying this once as coffee-colored rivulets run down the white basin.
This
weekend over at Trifecta we are to add any 30 words of our choice to these
three (basin, dazzle, myopic) for a total of 33 words.
Blogger's Note: I've been blonde, then dark brown, then blonde and now recently dark brown again. There's definitely a difference.
13 comments:
Blondes have more ...
nah! :)
I liked this, even though I am keeping my blonde hair for sure. ;)
HAPPY Weekend my friend. xo
Apparently there is a difference as the great majority of women tv news anchors (in the U.S of .A) would attest - they're all blonde. I suppose they do have more fun... when they're on tv. Where am I going with this? I better stop. Thoughtful piece, Gina. :)
It's never about hair color! We have fun when we are with people we enjoy.
I was a blonde my whole life then I went dark, my husband married a dark haired girl and then I was blonde (naturally) for 15 years. Now I'm dark brown. Hair color doesn't matter.
I've happily chosen to be both. Been perceived differently as both. Without going into detail, I've had women refer to something (double entendre) assuming I wouldn't "get it" being a blonde and was less intelligent than I was. Umm. Didn't go over well with me. Never has (unfortunately my tongue can be sharp). My point being...hair color (physical attributes) don't/shouldn't matter.
We have as much fun as we make.
My hair is brown now and in a few weeks it's going to be darker because...that's the way I want it and I'm going to have a blast. I could care less about the blonde news anchors!
More than blond hair and breasts indeed. :) Nice write, Gina!
Thanks, momo! I was joking sort of...
This is about so much more than colouring one's hair. Identity. Respect. Dignity. All wrapped neatly in your 33 superb words.
Thanks, Tom! It's about a million things including identity, respect, dignity. Physical attributes, while appealing and eye catching, are not what ultimately matters. As stated above, I married my husband as a brunette. He doesn't care either way, never has. Frankly, he wouldn't say which he prefers because I honestly don't think he care. I'm just me. Although I caught him very much by surprise when he saw me after I did it. One of the very best compliments he's ever paid me was when we were dating. I remember, we were talking on the phone (probably for hours) and he said, "You're so smart." And I replied, "Oh, just average smart." But it made me very happy!
Love what you've done here, and you're right, there is no better or worse. Great write, thanks for linking up!
When you see with your heart, you see the beauty of the whole person. I really liked Joe2's piece this weekend for that very point. :)
Great statement. I hope he learned his lesson. It's nice when he appreciates your physical attributes, but it's even sweeter when he sees beyond them and still finds you dazzling. :)
I'm a brunette who always wanted to be a redhead, until I learned to love being a brunette. It all works out, I think. :)
Hahaha I've had the same hair color all my life, and now get a hard time for leaving it long. People always judge books by their covers. The ones who take the time to crack the spine are the ones worth paying attention to. (You go, girl!)
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