I have two redhead sisters; my dad, aunt, uncle and one grandmother were also redheads (covering both sides), and I find them all very unique characters.

My grandmother was one of the most beautiful women of all time; and all of them, sisters, too very talented, free spirit people.

I've always enjoyed being a redhead and we are still waiting for that red hair to show up in other generations. None so far, and there are now 23 more children (our children and my sisters' grandchildren).

expecially when it comes to men who adore us. I did the blonde thing for awhile and it got me no where. I was a dark brunette and everyone thought I was Goth. So I went back to my Irish roots and it has been good ever since.


P.S. SB, it's always good to see ya *wink*

the most beautiful woman I have ever known is a natural light brunette who looks her best as a blonde.  Exceptions abound in life.

I wonder how much of the "redhead mystique" is biological and how much is sociological.  As we ascribe so much value to the female appearance, it makes sense that a woman with a less common physical attribute that is generally part of a woman's physical allure (her hair) would be valued that much more because of it.  It is possible that special "perception" helps these women feel more comfortable being outspoken and expressive, which would help them "stand out" even more than their mane already does.






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There has always been a mystic about redheads.

They are sassy, saucy, sexy, sensuous, seductive, and just plain wonderful.

A redhead demands your attention, "look at me, I'm special".
A redhead evokes your passion just by looking at her.

I guess you can tell I like redheads.

Just my opinion...
B

both are wonderfully absent of any gag reflex what so ever, and neither every dodged the money shot.

Yep...gotta adore redheads! always have always will.

I use to get teased as a teen ager about my red hair, fair white skin and freckles. Growing up in So Cal. the popular girls were bleached blond with tan skin, so at one point I even bleached my hair and burnt my skin trying to get a tan, wanting to fit in.

Now I have learned to embrace my unique differences and turned them into my attributes. And as for trying to  "fit in and look like everyone else" well that is the last thing I want to do. I love my red hair and freckles, as well as my ethnic origin that gave me this unique coloring.

Not really, but it always amuses me when people accept positive stereotyping but would be screaming bloody murder if it were negative stereotyping.

Stereotyping is either valid or not.

It's all in the attitude

There were three things my brother told me I needed to do in life.

1. Live in New York city long enough that you are no longer soft, but no so long you become hard to the rest of the world.
2. Own a corvette at least once in your life.
3. And most importantly date a redhead.

I have found my self stuck on number three. I wonder why?

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