In British culture, redheads get teased at school. But I've grown up enough to realize I love my hair.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love being a redhead. It's a rare thing, so I think there's a bond between redheads.
Redheads get so stereotyped. You're either exotic and wild or totally Victorian.
I'm not a natural redhead, but I enjoy having red hair.
When you're younger, being a redhead is... Well, my two brothers teased me no end.
I don't hate redheads! The millionaire men - wealthy men - never pick them. Every time I offer them they say no. I could say the most gorgeous redhead in the world and they'll say no, they don't want it. Now if you ask an Irish guy in Ireland, he says 'yes,' because that's indigenous to that country.
I was a redhead when I first came to America.
In England we burnt redheads at the stake, because we thought they were witches. There are still young redheads in Britain getting ripped for having red hair. 'Oy, Ginger!'
I was a redhead and a middle child; both can make you feel excluded. It's like fighting to be included, in the swim of things. After a while you start to develop a bit of a victim mentality, which isn't great for a happy life.
When I was young, I was teased mercilessly by my classmates for being a redhead. I wasn't particularly well coordinated either, which made me a bit of a liability in P.E.
It would be fun to be a redhead... you can get away with being, like, really volatile and fire-y because you're like, 'I'm just a redhead; what can I say?'
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