Last weekend I was sitting in a hair salon (which is one of the places on Earth I feel most awkward), and I overheard an interaction between an employee and a customer that rubbed me the wrong way. So much so that I told my diary. And now I’m telling you.
The customer, a woman, was telling the employee, also a woman, what she was thinking for her hair. She explained that she’d been blonde for a long time, and had just recently gotten married and had gone back to being brunette because she wanted her natural look in light of the occasion. She said she wouldn’t mind going back to blonde now.
And that was all fine. I thought that was kind of a nice thing to do for your wedding. But then the employee laughed and said, “Oh, your husband’s going to be so happy with you as a blonde.” And all the women around them in the salon laughed as if to agree that ha ha men are such predictable creatures who just want to bang a chick with big tits and platinum hair!
Can we stop with these generalizations that fail to serve anyone? I recently caught an episode of “Sheer Genius” on Bravo. It’s a terrible show about hair stylists competing for money and the chance the style hair in an issue of “Allure Magazine”. Anyway, one of the challenges on this episode involved all the stylists working with a group of blondes who’d done terrible damage to their hair–to the point that some of these women would be bald soon if they kept doing whatever they were doing. So the whole challenge was to tone down the bleachiness to make the women look, well, less damaged.
Only thing was, the show is filmed in LA. And more than likely, these women had been sent to the “Sheer Genius” set by their modeling or acting agencies because it would give them a day of work. Not because they were interested in changing their hair. And that’s exactly how it was–once the women got into the chairs they ALL said, “I’d like to stay blonde.”
I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with being a blonde. I’m not writing all this just because I have brown hair. It’s just annoying that being “a blonde” is such a thing. They have more fun, they have more sex, they have less brain cells.
These damn t-shirt companies are making money by pinning people against each other! I don’t think it’s as silly or harmless as it can easily be brushed aside as being. Like, I get being proud of your heritage, but are these really necessary on multiple days of the year, never mind as regular components of your wardrobe?:
That vampire shirt is pretty funny, though… That one can stay.