What it’s like to have ginger locks, and LOVE it!
You were probably picked on at some point when you were young
When you were younger, and maybe even still, you probably hated your hair color. You were probably even teased/bullied about it. Funny for those bullies, now you’ve grown up. And since it’s such a unique trait to have you’re not only proud of it, but you’re a stronger person because of those bullies. Also, we've probably got more soul than anyone else! So thanks a lot, meanies!
Sunscreen is your best friend, even if you don’t want it to be
No matter where you go, it’s always with you, unless you want to be bright red or blistered from a terrible sunburn. You’ll never be tan ever, but porcelain skin is in, right? Besides, if you burn enough you’ll turn an off-white shade instead of a bright white like your normal skin tone.
You’re always the ginger character when it comes to costumes
When it’s time for Halloween or some new costume party, it becomes an instinct to do a group costume with your friends or boyfriend. No matter what the theme or the costume, you already know which one you will be. Every red head has at least one Ariel, Ginger Spice, Blossom, or Charlie’s Angels costume. This may seem like a limited, bad thing but in reality every red head character is always the bad ass of the group. So who’s the real winner here?
You get the best Disney Princess
Ariel. She swims in the ocean, has all the best songs, and has gadgets, gizmos and thingamabobs. Need I say more?
You get labeled
I don’t mean labeled like the lunchroom labels in Mean Girls, I’m talking about your new name. When I went to college I became Gingy, Ginge, Ranga (like an Orangutan) and basically any other nickname you can think of that plays off your hair color. You never hear any blondes or brunettes with cool nicknames based on their hair color. It’s another great thing about us carrot tops, and no I’m not talking about the comedian. We stand out because of our hair and sometimes it becomes an alter ego. Being called Gingy so much became fun. I’d introduce myself as Gingy, I even tried to convince someone my real name was Ginger. When they obviously thought I was lying I said no really it’s a family name and I just happened to be a red head. They thought it was so cool, and I loved every second of it. This alter ego becomes a way to bring out a new side of yourself. You’ve got to own the nickname, not run from it.
You get the same awkward one-liners from any guy trying to pick you up
“Do the curtains match the drapes?”
“Is your sex on fire?”
“You know I’ve got a huge ginger fetish…”
“Wow I’d like to see that ginger POP!” (My personal favorite)
No matter what corny play on words the guy picks, it’s always painful to have any response other then laughter. So thanks for the entertainment boys, but this ginger isn’t popping for anyone with a line like that.
