When I was in Junior High School I earned the nickname “radiation head.” Maybe earned is the wrong word, as I did nothing to acquire this title other than NOT dye my hair. I had no control over my almost white, light-reflecting, turns green under the influence of chlorine, blonde hair. And since every over-25-year-old female who passed me as a young child stopped to “ooo” and “ahh” over my long, thick tresses, I never paid any attention to dumb-blonde jokes or stereotypes. I was one of the only lil’ girls I knew with such a pale mane. And as shallow as it sounds, as a kid, my hair made me feel like a princess.
This was of course when I wasn’t acting jealous over Francaise Fille’s thick poofy curls! (Grass is always greener!) It was just after Junior High that Francaise Fille traveled to Europe for vacation. While she was in Holland, she later exclaimed, that she kept thinking she saw me: “Everyone had long light blonde hair just like yours!” Ahhh, that’s where my LED hair fits in in this world. I get it now…
Although I have always chosen not to participate in the dumb-blonde stereotype, I have always been happy to live up to the “blondes have more fun” saying. And for those of you who know me, you know I always give my ambitions 100%. But needless to say, I, or my hair rather, was the butt of many jokes, retorts and mockery over the years. (Ahh-hmm, Mr Cepler!)
In honor of all the “do-able, self-mocking, rare breed” blondes reading this, I repost Blonde Myths Debunked—We’re Not All Hot, Dumb, Angry Or Extinct, by Carrie Sloan, from Lemondrop.com.
Wait are there any blondes actually reading this? Can they read? …or are they all off having “more fun!?”