'who could love you for yourself alone, and not your yellow hair?'
Yeats
God. There are some days, especially in summer, when I ache for yellow hair. Long, messy, blonde hair that glints with every movement and hints at days of sunshine and nights of frivolity and, well, fun. Blondes do have more of it after all. Maybe it's because i'm the darkest of brunettes, and the grass is always greener sort of thing. Yellow hair is captivating. Red hair is remarkable, especially on a great beauty (but how many of those do you know?), and brown hair is fascinating. But Yellow hair can stop traffic. Once, in Vietnam for a school trip, a girl tossed her hair to shake a fly away and a boy riding a bike crashed into a car. True story, one which we teased her about for years. But oh! Sometimes i wish, i just wish i could be one of Sofia Coppola's milky skinned lovelies with their tumbling flaxen locks and little phoebe philo chloe era babydoll dresses and wedges with socks.
Life would be a lot simpler, i think.
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