I’m Blah Blah Blahnd

Shoot. This has happened to be as a brunette, too. Cute Irish lad. Liked to rest his head on my bosom. It didn't last.

That’s right. I’m blond now. Not flaxen Claudia Schiffer blonde. Nonetheless. Blond. Maybe more like Jen Aniston. At the salon, I said “brighter,” and then said “run with it.” And that Anna did.

So three hours later…blond.

She assured me men would be knocking over each other to talk to me on the street. Actually, she said I would just be noticed more. She knows. She went blond, too.

Do blonds have more fun? Mmmm no conclusive evidence on the fun factor per se. BUT blond hair is associated with youth, which means men are into it. From one of my favorite articles on attraction:

Typically, young girls with light blond hair become women with brown hair. Thus, men who prefer to mate with blond women are unconsciously attempting to mate with younger (and hence, on average, healthier and more fecund) women.

I didn’t lighten up to get more (or any) attention. I simply needed a diversion from cutting bangs because it has taken forever to grow mine out. But hey, if dudes start chasing me down the street, SCORE. I’ll let you know.


One response to “I’m Blah Blah Blahnd

  1. WHAT????????? picture please.

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