I have just been told I am too blonde. Or did they mean stupid? Or a little bit ditzy? Or so very sweet? Or a man-izer? It can mean so many things. Perhaps my hair is a little flash, with its purple and black streaks? Or perhaps the person saying it is a little jealous of the life I have?
With rumours, should we pay attention or should we go ahead and live our lives and not listen? Well one thing is for sure - I am not about to become a brunette. All my fun would become dreary straight away. For a moment, a very small moment, I darkened my hair and the reaction of my sons was horrifying. They were very young and they said I looked ugly, it was the same reaction when I lengthened my skirts. In any case without hair dye the world would be a boring place. I love the blondes, it's a girl thing and despite the jibes I will be remaining close to my bottle of peroxide.
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