Made You Look.

Redheads get a weird rap. I think the world is torn between masses of adoring fans not all dissimilar to a cult following, and then there's, well....the rest. By 'the rest' I'm referring to the anti-ginger. Ginger being the term they so lovingly appointed us.

Yes, I said us. I'm a natural red head. Though it has adopted a darker hue with time I have never enhanced the shade of my mane, mostly because I cherish it. We are anomalous, unique and increasingly rare creatures. Amongst 15 grandchildren that spawned from red heads in my family, only 3 of us have red hair- it's been discovered that we are becoming extinct in today's gene pool. My father's father, all of his sisters, and my great grandmother were all fair skinned freckled rosebuds. My mom and all of her sisters- redheads. I was destined to be fiery, but my children will be a different story. Though it was difficult for me to embrace it as a young wan, I have since grown to be proud of my strawberry top.

What is it that has put the idea into other's minds that we are tumultuous and unpredictable? Most of us have peaches and cream skin [science has proven that we aren't likely to deal with acne] light eyes and youthful freckles- this to me does not project the idea of danger. Intrigue possibly, but not fear. I wont vouch for my kind and say that this is all together untrue. Though we have the innate ability to fill you up with unparalleled, affection and love- we also have the switch that flips rather notoriously. I have seen them change course in the blink of an eye- and believe me, Hell hath no fury like an angry redhead.

Humans are strange in that they can be attracted to what they are wary of. Since the beginning of time men have either been worshiping, or avoiding redheads like the plague. Whatever your opinion may be- it is undeniable that we made you look.