{"id":106,"date":"2011-07-04T13:25:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-04T13:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=106"},"modified":"2015-07-19T21:34:27","modified_gmt":"2015-07-19T21:34:27","slug":"my-life-as-a-redhead","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=106","title":{"rendered":"My Life as a Redhead"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\"><b>By Carol Daly<\/b><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">I don\u2019t think I\u2019ll ever forgive my mother for forcing me to get all those \u201cpixie\u201d hair cuts when I was a five year old&#8212;My bangs were so short they almost stood up like a punk hair cut. \u00a0Many of my little friends had gorgeous long hair that I envied. \u00a0My mother believed that short haircuts were practical, more manageable and looked good on me. \u00a0And to top it off my hair was red. \u00a0Not the fire engine red that screams at you but strawberry blond. Still it was red and it was short. To make matters worse my two older brothers spent all of their spare time coming up with ways to tease me and the red hair was included in their rants, to me, the object of their endless teasing.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">When you are eight years old, waiting for your figure to take shape and have a mother who cuts your hair in a pixie and has been doing so since you were five, the situation isn\u2019t getting any better. \u00a0The boys call you freckle face and you wish you could bleach off all of those cities of freckles that are stained on your face arms legs and everywhere. \u00a0You\u2019re completely screwed. They are with you for life.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">By 11 years old I\u2019m going to \u201cThe Bagel Shop\u201d every day concealing my Catholic School uniform as best I can to see some of the cute guys. This enormous factory produced the most delicious bagels to be shipped all over the state. \u00a0You could watch them, mesmerized, being made from start to finish on those block long rollers going in and out of the oven. One guy in the shop would call me \u201cBig Red\u201d and I wasn\u2019t quite sure if that\u2019s a good thing or a weird thing. \u00a0I didn\u2019t mind the \u201cRed\u201d but I was dismayed by the \u201cBig\u201d. \u00a0I wasn\u2019t big and began to feel like the odd girl out. \u00a0I also knew it was delivered affectionately and by the cutest guy in the shop. \u00a0Having the red hair is definitely different and sometimes weird but it\u2019s gotten me some attention.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">At 12 or 13 years of age, my brother\u2019s friend\u2019s think I\u2019m cute and so maybe the red hair is not all that bad. \u00a0Still, I had a \u201cblack duck\u201d complex and so I attracted and I channeled all that into compassion for other \u201cblack ducks\u201d. \u00a0For example I befriended Charlotte, who had long red banana curls and a tic that made her snort continuously. \u00a0She didn\u2019t realize she snorted and when we had a fight I would remind her of what I was enduring as her friend. Still, we were best friends and I had a big Italian dinner at her house almost every Sunday without fail. \u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">As I got older I began to like my red hair, especially since the color was not too bright. So, what was a nuisance and embarrassment as a child gradually became an asset. \u00a0I was proud of my red hair and appreciative of my grandfather who was the only one in the family who was a strawberry blond! \u00a0Everyone else had dark blond hair and there were perhaps a few red haired genes on my father\u2019s side.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">For all I\u2019ve endured and experienced, I\u2019ve learned over the years that there are some myths about redheads that I would like to dispel here and now.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Myth #1: Most redheads dye their hair. \u00a0Perhaps \u201cI Love Lucy\u201d is to blame, as everyone knew she dyed her hair and tried to lie about it. \u00a0Some people do dye their hair and you can always tell by looking at the eyebrows. \u00a0A true redhead has matching light colored eyebrows. My cousin who knows me all of my life commented a few months ago that I was able to find a great color and that my hair was very natural looking. \u00a0\u201cI don\u2019t dye my hair,\u201d I said and I she said \u201creally now, is that true\u201d?<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Myth #2: We are just like everyone else inside. Wrong. We are highly sensitive people with a low threshold for pain and FEEL EVERYTHING. A trip to the dentist is an ordeal and we must have a good massage chair and a dentist with the right chair-side manner. \u00a0How many shots of Novocain does it take to numb a redhead? Incalculable.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Myth #3: We are comfortable with our red hair. \u00a0This is a double-edged sword. We can love our red haired uniqueness and we can envy our brown haired sisters who highlight and change the color of their hair as often as they like. Do you know only 4% of the US population are natural redheads?<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Myth #4: We look good in red. Redheads don\u2019t look good in red, ever. \u00a0I was once at culture festival and asked to be emcee for an evening post dinner performance at one of the conferences held within the festival. I agreed but I had no formal attire to host such an event. \u00a0Shoes and a dress were quickly purchased and the dress, you guessed it was bright red! That is the only time I have worn red. \u00a0It\u2019s just not attractive to look like a fire-engine.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Recently there is much in the news about the Brazilian keratin treatment and its harmful effects as formaldehyde is used in the treatment. \u00a0Salons are in a frenzy to find alternative treatments including quinoa protein, olive oil, guar gum and a host of other supposedly less toxic ingredients. My straight red hair has enabled me to avoid the entire coloring and straightening regimens and I am ultimately happy as a \u201cstrawberry blond.\u201d<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;\">Today as a redhead, I have a few gray hairs in my eyebrows, but none so far on my head. \u00a0When they come I will welcome them gracefully as a bit of natural highlighting.<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Carol Daly \u00a0\u00a0 I don\u2019t think I\u2019ll ever forgive my mother for forcing me to get all those \u201cpixie\u201d hair cuts when I was a five year old&#8212;My bangs were so short they almost stood up like a punk hair cut. \u00a0Many of my little friends had gorgeous long hair that I envied. \u00a0My &hellip; <\/p>\n<p><a class=\"more-link btn\" href=\"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=106\">Continue reading<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-106","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","nodate","item-wrap"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=106"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":249,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106\/revisions\/249"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=106"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=106"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=106"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}