I have been in love with redheads since Disney’s 1989 release of “The Little Mermaid.” Is it so wrong that I want to have luscious red hair, beautiful voice and a tail? Since I was a child, I have wanted to be a ginger so so so bad, but never thought it would suit. Oh how wrong I was, just you wait and see.
In no particular order, the following is a list of amazing and admirable characters. Incidentally, these folks all possess a fiery mane.
Ariel (The Little Mermaid)
Joan (Mad Men)
Anne of Green Gables
Ron Weasley (Harry Potter)
Jessica Rabbit (Roger Rabbit)
Jessica (True Blood)
Since I was not naturally born one of these fiery individuals, I thought that dating ginger men would possibly satisfy this thirst. No, this did not prove to be a problem solver. In fact, it encourages the green monster of hair resentment and jealousy.
My mother has trained/brainwashed me into thinking that I am always and forever a blonde. So for 27 (almost 28) years, I have not deviated from this set course. Och, I take that back, I did have a two wee teeny pink highlights last year. Needless to say, Mummy dearest did not approve of these. Unfortunately, I have not been at all adventurous or original with my hair. My clothing is a different matter, as my personal style has grown and developed significantly over the last few years. I think it was high time for the ol’ hairdo to follow suit. Plus, redheads are very ‘pinup’ and look amazing in so many hues, including purple!
As it so happens, a couple of weeks ago, a good friend asked me out of the blue if I had ever considered going red. The answer is YES, everyday of my miserable blonde haired existence. But I just did not think red would ever suit my complexion and me. Apparently, I just needed a third party to validate this ginger desire of mine. With a wee bit of encouragement, I bought a box of hair color. This was going to be a gigantic step for me. But you only live once, right? The desired effect was not exactly achieved on this first round, but I considered myself well on the road. The color appeared browner/mahogany, as opposed to the amber that was illustrated on the cheap cardboard box. I was pleased, but treated it as a ‘transition’ style.
After a week, my hair was ready for a trip to the professional beauty supply shop for some hardcore chemicals. There, I put my complete trust in my good pal who has no training whatsoever in hair and beauty. The pair of us wandered cluelessly around the shop, and I believe the sales girl may have been doubtful of the likelihood of our success. An hour later, under the confident and nimble fingers of Piotr, I turned into a proper ginger. Success!! It is such a dramatic and welcome change, and I am constantly catching myself in the mirror and think….yes, that’s me. It’s a necessary reaffirmation of my identity. On the plus side, I’m having more fun as a redhead than I ever did as a blonde. So there!
[Editor – loving the new look Jess :)]