The Day I Became a Blond
The Choice is Yours
"To be or Not to be" a Blond...
God always knows best; that is why he made me a brunet in the first place.
Everything about me matches the personality of a typical brunet; I have strong features, my voice is strong and my opinions are even stronger. I also have some of the exotic Mediterranean look.
The first impression people always had about me was that I was ready to fight for what I thought to be true and I will not easily back down.
They got it right! I am certainly opinionated and I have the gift to be eloquent, so defending my position was not that hard. Most of my opinions are controversial and I am almost never politically correct (in fact I despise that term and I believe it to be a semantic anomaly)
Being also unconventional, I decided to become a blond; I had some doubts that my dark skin and my very dark eyes will actually compliment the light hair, but I was going to try it anyway. The result was better than expected; the blond hair softened up my appearance and gave me a more sophisticated look.
The one who liked me instantly as a blond was my 9 months son; it is said that children “prefer blonds”. It took a little time for others to get used to my new look, but in the end I got a lot of compliments.
Being a blond is high maintenance and time consuming; I was married to a well known journalist at the time and I was also making a very good living on my own, so money was no object and neither was time.
Things changed when I came to United States; I had no money and no time. Being a blond was hard and I have also grown tired of it.
When I came to Los Angeles, I knew instantly I could never compete with the “natural” blond California beauty. If you believe in their “natural” look, the BrooklynBridge is still for sale.
I made the decision to be a brunet again and I never looked back, although I still have plenty of pictures from my “glorious blond days”
That day when I became a brunet again I got back into my own skin; it felt good and it felt right.
When visiting Paris in 1999 I was supposed to meet a famous screen-play writer for an interview we planed ahead of time. The meeting place was at a bus station near “Radio France”.
“How would we recognize each other?” I asked
“Don’t worry, dear. With a voice like that and the strong personality you seem to have, I will easily pick you up from a crowd any day of the week”, George Astalos said in a reassuring voice. And he did!
I was just meant to be a brunet.
In the end, God does know best
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I feel the same way, but who can arrgue with the California "natural" beauty?
God does know best, and that is why I am happy with my definitely not blond, yet not quite brunette hair. :)
It's great that someone can pick you out by your personality!
Hi Ivorwen
What can I say? Getting off the buss just like the other 5-6 ladies, George come straight to me and said "Hello"
Hi, I was born a brunette. But I was once a redhead for about 10 months. :-) My father looked at me, and said, "Doesn't suit you, doesn't look like you!"
My ex-husband grew up in California, and he once told me he could spot a "California blond" anywhere. I have no doubt of that.
I also have strong features, but withhold most strong opinions because of a reserved personality.
These days, I prefer natural, and I'm about 50% gray. I get lots of compliments on my "salt and pepper" look. I am really lucky that it looks that good, because I have grown to dislike chemicals. If a person has an excellent colorist, and wants to spend the time, go for it. Find out what works best for you.
What can I say, gracenotes?
In the end, beauty is a question of personal comfort at all levels
Hi Gabriella, I'm glad you invited me over. You are an excellent writer, and I'm judging it came easy to you. I did see one or two "that's" I'd take out -- picayune stuff, for sure. In fact, perhaps you'll allow me to use an excerpt or two as examples in my ongoing Good Writing Is... series.
And I'm 100% grey and love it. But then, I am intrinsically lazy, and learned years ago, when I went red, how much work it is. I may be English/Scottish but I'm darker than you -- or was.
Hello again Lynda,
I am very grateful you gave my writing a second look. Sure you can use any of my less than perfect English ways to illustrate your points on the writing hubs meant to help people become better writers.
I will be looking up those “that’s” that need editing and will make the corrections to the best of my abilities.
I thank you for pointing it out as I much more appreciate a constructive comment than just a flat, too often used, “nice hub” one.
You made me laugh when I read this! From a blonde to a brunette, to not yet white, but can't wait to get there, I can honestly say that EVERY color was a lot of fun! Thanks!
Hi Mwatkins,
Yes, changing hair colors can be fun and I have done it a few times myself. Thank you for stopping by
WriteAngled 2 years ago
Nah, politically incorrect, opinionated brunettes are much more fun!