I’m a natural redhead, and I’ve noticed that an awful lot of guys do seem to like it. Never understood the particular attraction, though–maybe because there’s not as many of us as there are blondes or brunettes?
I can’t say that I’ve got a peculiar fondness for redheaded men myself, though. There’s a lot of other factors involved for me. If he happens to have red hair, that’s cool. But there’s no question I’d do Robert Redford in a hot freaking minute. Oh yeah. 
Who’s the guy, David? Is that you? He looks like a very handsome man; are you saying that he used to be a redhead? Doesn’t look like one now… I’m a little confused.
Ahhhh, redheads. Always had a crush on them, never had the pleasure of dating one. Yet. With any luck, I’ll eventually be able to remedy that situation.
Item #27 on “The List of Lesser-Known Soft Drinks”. 
Mmm, redheads…
I, too suffer from Charlie Brown Syndrome. When I see a girl with a little smattering of freckles across her nose and cheekbones I think its’ totally adorable.
Yes.
:dubious:
Redheads don’t last.
A little confused, you say? A “crush” on redheads shows more than a little confusion. 
Red hair, in and of itself, does not make someone attractive. But when it works, it works very, very well.
You don’t see many redheads around here; they’re definitely exotic in the Washington area.
I can’t wait for when my hair starts to change colour. See, my Grand-Uncle Skuli had fiery red hair, about the same colour as mine. As he aged, his hair came in white, rather than grey. From a distance, Uncle Skuli had pink hair.
Yeah. That’ll be cool.
GFh,
This one thought should cure you permanently …
CarrotTop
Oops, I meant to say GfH of course.
I confess to being a fan of both natural red, and also dyed reds more vibrant than any crayola.
Hey! Don’t you go dissin’ Danny Kaye. He was gorgeous when he was young. He wasn’t too bad when he got older, either, though I’ll agree he didn’t age as well as Sean Connery has. Still, watch him in ***The Court Jester *** sometime–he had great legs. He also had a wonderful voice (speaking and signing), a great sense of humour, was very intelligent, very kind, and he could dance. Plus I hear he was a gourmet Chinese cook.
I mean, geez, how much more do you want in a man?
Darndest thing happened to me this morning. You see, I have a full head of longish, shockingly red hair. I was in the library at my high school and fully minding my own business, when all of a sudden, two ‘yearbook staffers’ ask me if I’ll let them photograph my hair. I’m asked to put my arm around the girl of the pair for the photo and I cooperated, being a former staffer myself.
Now, although I didn’t think it at the time, I’m now suspicious of the veracity of their claims as ‘yearbook staffers’, because they were using disposable cameras. I was copy editor in my former school. Real staffers use cameras with labelling written in Sanskrit while photographing suspended on a wire coated in army ants over a pit full of hungry lions…
But on a side note, a girl asked me a few weeks ago if she could feel my hair, since it’s pretty soft. Naturally, being the suave James Bond sort of guy I am, I let her.
My hair be pimpin’. Thus, I expect it to handle all of my social interactions in the future, romantic or otherwise, since the rest of me is so very inept.
Slightly freckled redhead (with naturally curly hair) checking in… How YOU doin’? 
A light complexioned lady, with hair of soft auburn, some would call reddish, with no features striking, yet delightfully elfish eyes she took my heart. I’ve not known the like of her since
Man, I’m jealous.