Last night I went to a comedy club with my husband and our friend and saw two amazing stand-up comedians. They were quick witted, extremely intelligent and also very self depricating… Their performances got me thinking about what I could draw upon from my childhood to laugh about as an adult.
Easy, my red hair!
I was never *really* picked on for being a redhead. In elementary school a boy I had crush on kept calling me “Ketchup-Head,” not very clever but it certainly hit a nerve. Younger kids would always point out my numerous freckles and exclaim my face was a lot like the game “connect the dots.” These events were few and far between but it did reinforce that having red hair makes me a little bit different from other people. Only 1-2% of the population are blessed to have the ginger-gene!
Growing up adults always told me never to dye my hair and it would be such a tragedy if I did. I could never understand why they would say that to me when having red hair felt like such a burden. When I was in high school I ignored all of their advise dyed my hair a dark purple, but it turned out looking black. I kept the dark hair for about a year and later graduated to adding a lot of blonde highlites to my red curls in an attempt to look more “strawberry blonde” than straight-up ginger.
Now that I’m an adult, I know how silly I was for hating my red hair and wanting to be different. Women I know would pay a LOT of money to have my natural colour and some of the sexiest women in Hollywood rock red hair. My friends on Facebook and Twitter will tell me how much they love my red, curly hair – so much that I even created a special Twitter list for “Friends of the Gingers.” Where were these awesome people when I was growing up? Hearing positive things from my peers when I was a wee ginger lass would have made such a difference in my life.
Red hair is to be embraced and flaunted. I want all ginger kids to know IT GETS BETTER and you won’t be teased forever about being lucky enough to have red hair. All those other kids on the playground are secretly jealous and will tell you all about it when they’re older. You’ll just have to trust me on this.