the truth.

did you know that until um, maybe a few months ago, i really thought i'd be happier if i was blonde? i know, crazy right?

i think i thought that if i was blonde i'd also be tan and have bigger boobs and have more stylish clothes and a cooler car and a larger house. maybe even a couple of babies, a picket fence and a shitzuh.

but have you ever checked out my eyebrows? black as night. which looks great with blonde hair, by the way. and my skin is fair. like snow white fair. i look funny tan. i burn instead. and i don't have a picket fence or a baby on each hip. and i'm okay with it.

and even though i flirt with the idea of becoming a redhead, it's not because i think it will transform me into something i'm not. it's more because it would just fit who i am.

and for me, that's a big deal.