On the subway today, I happened to sit across from a fairly pretty blonde woman.
Ever since visiting Scandinavia, I’ve been much more aware of blond(e)ness, and today my mind began to ramble with the idea. I remembered the supernaturally-gorgeous blonde woman in the refreshment booth in Esplanadi park, Helsinki, from whom I bought a Coke. I remembered seeing tall blond men out of the corner of my eye, and always thinking one of my cousins were coming down the street, and turning and discovering that it was someone else.
I looked around the subway car. Blond(e) people aren’t hugely-common in Toronto, and in a somewhat-crowded car of a hundred people or so, there were maybe seven or eight blondes (all women for some reason).
I believe that there was a …not a stigma, but the opposite of a stigma, a desireability …attached to blond(e)ness in and of itself. I definitely remember commercials for hair colours that implied that ‘blondes have more fun’. (Of course, they said the same thing about redheads and other colours too.) I’m not sure how strong that desirability of blond(e)ness is now.
For those of you that are blond or blonde, do you find that it affects your relations with other people? Do you find that people are intimidated by it? Does it ease social situations or make them more difficult?
(Ironically, I myself was blond when I was a kid, but I had so many other problems that it didn’t help…)