Life as a Brunette

The era of Blonde Bazza has left us, and we have entered the age of Brown. It was a pretty painless decision, with some interesting ramifications.

The first reaction was an inability to stop grinning. This was shortly followed by incessant giggling. Afterwards, I was shocked. And then, prior to going to bed, I felt lost - I was suffering a major identity crisis. Now, the morning after, I'm feeling some very foreign sensations which I can only assume are part of what it's like to be a Brunette. Here was me thinking that Blonde's have more fun - but oh no - Brunette's are on a whole new level.

I'll elaborate. Since waking up this morning and spying the new me in the mirror, I have felt a distinct feeling of attractiveness in a much more womanly way. My previous state of blondeness gave me a sense of naughtiness, and now that has been replaced by what can only be described as sexual power. I'm keen to know if this is how brunette's always feel, or if this is some strange reaction unique to me.

Can it be assumed that Blonde's are sexy in a naughty, young, frivolous way, and that Brunette's are sexy in a womanly, powerful, subtly flirtatious way? That is my conclusion - any verification would be greatly appreciated.