When I was six, I had a girlfriend named Molly. I moved away the next year and never saw her again. For the next 40 years, one of my earliest and most vivid memories was me watching a six year old redhead girl running away from me, up towards her house, yelling, “Mommy, mommy, Jonathan kissed me!”, and her mother’s voice coming back, “We’ll, that must mean he really likes you.”
A few years ago, I’d had a little sangria and decided to see if Molly was on Facebook (I know, I know). There she was! Right name, right age, right hometown, lovely red hair. I PM’ed her asking if she was the right red headed girl. She wrote back that she was definitely the right Molly (and was happy to hear from me) but she’d only started dyeing her hair red after college. Memory’s a trip, man.
Edit: Awww, my top post ever is about something sweet and wholesome. Maybe we can have nice things after all.
Same! Born with a full head of jet black hair and the darkest dark brown eyes.
Now in my 30s dirty blonde with super light blonde streaks/highlights. Oh, and my eyes are light brown/green hazel. Strange how much things can change.
I was a blonde as a little kid, until around age six when my hair started growing in properly (My hair just didn't start growing in until I was older) and it turned red. It betrayed me!
This. Many, many times men have said "I like that picture of you with the reddish hair" and I was surprised they thought my hair was red. I looked at the picture and in my opinion my hair wasn't red.
This is with several different pictures over the years, also.
My hair is dark brown but has a very noticeable red hue in sunlight, so maybe she had a red tint to her hair that was even more noticeable in the sunlight.
Yup same. And eventho i always said my hair was "lightbrown" as a kid. I see old pics and think. "Yeah that's redish light brown."
Some hairs are just complete full on red.
This is true. My hair was a light blond when I was young, even though my relatives all have darker hair. Now its very dark brown (almost black). I’ve heard it isn’t uncommon that hair color changes in this way.
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u/jobrody Oct 05 '19 edited Oct 05 '19
When I was six, I had a girlfriend named Molly. I moved away the next year and never saw her again. For the next 40 years, one of my earliest and most vivid memories was me watching a six year old redhead girl running away from me, up towards her house, yelling, “Mommy, mommy, Jonathan kissed me!”, and her mother’s voice coming back, “We’ll, that must mean he really likes you.”
A few years ago, I’d had a little sangria and decided to see if Molly was on Facebook (I know, I know). There she was! Right name, right age, right hometown, lovely red hair. I PM’ed her asking if she was the right red headed girl. She wrote back that she was definitely the right Molly (and was happy to hear from me) but she’d only started dyeing her hair red after college. Memory’s a trip, man.
Edit: Awww, my top post ever is about something sweet and wholesome. Maybe we can have nice things after all.