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[kleenexwoman]

I'm pretty sure that at one point in my life, some old gypsy woman in my family, most likely angered by my parents' cavalier attitudes to their cultural responsibilities, pointed a withered, gnarled finger at me and muttered, "May she be forever entangled with redheads!" Because it always happens.
I think that if my love life imploded tomorrow and I had to find another boyfriend/girlfriend, I would be incapable of dating a blonde or a brunette. It would just be too weird. My brain would say "Not for you." (Blondes and brunettes belong together in color-mixed pairs. Otherwise you can't tell them apart. I'm serious, I sometimes have shitty face-recognition skills.)

How many of you guys have red hair?

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I ARE TRUE BLUE FIRECROTCH

[drworm.livejournal.com]

Should I mention how many people have made ewwww faces at red body hair? Or thought my hair was dyed or a wig or something?

My grandmother cursed me into the red hair. It was not a kind curse either, at least from her point of view. :( But then she died, so...

Also, my dad's beard used to be very red while his hair was dark brown. I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that you aren't supposed to trust a man whose beard is a different color from his hair.

Re: I ARE TRUE BLUE FIRECROTCH

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

:( I like your body hair. ...I like the fact that I can tell whose hair is whose if it is not attached. This is important to me for some reason.

Your dad is half redhead! This is unusual. Perhaps people thought it was because men with dyed hair were not to be trusted?