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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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[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

What, seriously? I remember yours being very brown. Weird.

Jewish redheads are surprisingly common--it's gotten to the point where if I see red hair, I think "Jew" before I think "Irish" or even "Firewitch!"

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Nope. It's reddish brown, leaning more toward red than toward brown. My beard and, um, other body hair guarantee this. (Meaning my arm and leg hair are almost transparent and my pubes match my beard.)

It could have come from either side. I really don't know. Neither of my parents know of any blood relatives or ancestors with red hair. Which is why I claim (or blame) rust.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

I mean, yours is reddish too, isn't it? Certainly not pure brown. Or am I just colorblind? (It would be awful to be colordeaf -- i.e. nonsynesthetic -- music would be so goddamned boring.)