I would tend toward the opposite opinion, actually; for those who look good with red hair another color never seems quite right. Diane Neal went from red to blonde during her time on Law & Order: SVU and the change didn’t work.
I always assumed it was the case that natural redheads could pull it off but anything unnatural never quite looked right. Morgan Smith Goodwin, however, is a natural blonde but looks fantastic as Red.
A natural red head with everything that goes along with it like pale skin, freckles, thin lips, etc can be a great thing. However a woman who just dyes her hair red isn’t really that special in my experience.
Agreed 100%. Given the number of women I’ve dated prior to my wife (not a lot, but not a little either), the ratio of redheads (always natural) to all women dated was way out of whack with their population distribution. And that’s not counting the ones who turned me away! Despite every one of them turning out to be Satan’s offspring, I just couldn’t help myself. But that is also probably why I didn’t end up married to one.
By comparison, I’ve only ever dated, and not for long, one blonde. A person’s tastes can be fickle.
“Boss…! The new ratings book is here! The new ratings book is here!”
“Its about Damned time! Are we up…? Are we down…?”
“I’m not sure; some of the pages are stuck together and it smells like wet camels…”
I don’t remember too many threads where the women of the Dope picking apart the looks of men the way the men of the Dope do for women. In these threads, I always picture the posters who are dissecting the beauty of young actresses as looking something like a less sexy version of Gary Gygax.
Don’t be talking shit about Jan, Bro, she’s my pitchwoman crush.
She stole me away from Flo, thought lately T-Mobile Lily has been making inappropriate passes, and Im getting creepy suicidal stalker phone calls from Flo, tugging at my heart strings.
i dated one redhead. Early 1980s, down in Santa Barbara. She was a great gal, a lot of fun, and not hot tempered. They are out there.
Again in my Santa Barbara days, where there are many Southern California blondes, I dated several. It was a streak of blondes. It was a phase I went through. Fond memories, all of them, including the redhead.
Interestingly, the one Satan’s Child I encountered was not a redhead, she was a brunette. Man, was she possessed.
I would fully support an ATMB thread asking for permission to stalk Stringbean and post this in the first few comments.
Sure, I know which is which now, especially as I’m posting this. But give it two days and I’ll be back to confusing the two. I guess I could rely on the Crazyometer, but how do I know you don’t have some zany opinions I’ve cross attributed? Hmmm :dubious:
And then one day she totaled her Toyota, and all the years of broadcasting descended upon her at once, and in an instant she had aged to a Hollywood-unattractive woman, and then to a pile of dust, which was buried under an avalanche of accumulated residuals.