Red- Lips, Hair, and Fingernails.
Of all the children that I saw today, this little girl caught my eye for two reasons: she was dressed very traditionally with pleated skirt, white blouse and sweater–like a character from Harry Potter; and . . . her beautiful tresses of red hair.
I have always been attracted to people with red hair, natural red hair, that is. There are so many unusual and unique shades–it doesn’t even seem that any two shades are alike.
I could easily envision myself with persimmon locks, a French twist, perhaps. (And, of course, the red lipstick and painted red nails.) I don’t quite have the skin color for carrot-red curls; however, I do have the freckles. Yes, a pumpkin color like the young lady above would do just fine. I’d catch a glint of light given off by the copper strands as I pass a mirror. Or glimpse flashes of golden sparkle through my long lashes. The sun would react to the apricot threads and leave a halo-like effect.
Well, you know how the saying goes: Blondes are noticed, but redheads are never forgotten.
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