Krysta Eaves; Seeing red? A colourful take on the world with our ginger born and bred lass.
And while other redheads may take offence, truth be told I'm a gingerphobe.
Some may think I'm letting the ginger side down - especially as geneticists predict redheads will be extinct within 100 years - but I really can't be supportive of my own kind.
Perhaps I've been sunburnt one too many times - seriously, I have to keep factor 50 in my drawer at work just in case I have to step out in direct sunlight for more than five minutes.
Or maybe being the only ginga in my family has stemmed my hatred - I do look out of place in family snaps with my two blond brothers, blonde mum and brown-haired dad.
Either way I'm the first in line to poke fun out of our flame-hair, pasty skin and freckled complexions.
Now, in an attempt to dispel my gingerism, a mate has started sending me random redheaded "facts".
My favourites include: | The Ancient Greeks believed that redheads turned into vampires when they died (well we all know that gingers don't fare well in the sun); | That if you rub a ginger on the head you'll get good luck (I think it's more likely that you'll get a slap); | Bees are more likely to sting "The Greeks that those with red locks, and | During the Spanish Inquisition flame-coloured hair was evidence that its owner had stolen the fire of hell and had to be burned as a witch. This fact brought flashbacks to a trip I went on at primary school to a Victorian mill and one of the method actors kept pointing to my hair and calling me "Devil's child". turned vampires they died we all gingers fare well sun" And if social mockery along with sunburn wasn't enough, some scientists now believe that those with red hair are more sensitive to pain and so need 20% more anaesthesia than other people.
If you ask me, all this just goes to show that us gingas don't have much going for us.
Shocked to hear of my openly ginger-bashing antics, people have asked why I don't change my hair colour.
And as a teenager I did attempt to dye my hair a variety of shades from mahogany to pink, but each time my stubborn tresses would repel the colours.
Ancient But after one particularly traumatic session where I managed to splatter hair dye everywhere - it looked like a whole family had been believed redheads into when (well massacred by an axe-wielding maniac - my dad made me promise not to dye my hair again.
know that don't in the I've kept my promise ever since, although it doesn't stop me from leading the ridicule against us ginger nuts.
Although I may take the mick, it's all tongue-in-cheek as I've grown quite thick-skinned over the years. And at least I've not been hit with the dumb blonde jokes...
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The Ancient " Greeks believed that redheads turned into vampires when they died (well we all know that gingers don't fare well in the sun"