Tuesday, August 28, 2012
One thing I love about summer months, is the sun revealing to the world that I really am a redhead. My hair is a unique dark shade, and during the late fall and winter months, people often think that I am just a brunette. Clearly, I am not.
When I step out into that warm, hot sun, they suddenly believe me.
And then I make them feel really guilty for insinuating that I was a liar, and tell them that they have to treat me to ice cream.
Or something like that.