Red Hair and Freckles

One thing that I've been dreaming about since I was a child, is red hair and freckles. Since my parents took me to see "The Parent Trap" in 1998, I have been green with envy. Lindsay Lohan had the most beautiful red hair, and the sweetest smattering of freckles. 

I began to look at my blonde hair and blank face and wonder why I couldn't look like her. As I grew up, I admired crimson locks and speckled faces, but when I turned sixteen the envy all came back to me. Part of this infatuation with red hair and freckles is due to my mother; she is blessed with warm auburn hair and a full face of freckles. Maybe it wasn't Lindsay Lohan's look that I was lusting after; maybe it was my mother's. But no matter what caused my lifelong obsession, it was there. So when I was sixteen I died my hair light auburn - one half of my dream was accomplished. Luckily I am pale and have the right undertone and eye colour, so I was able to pull off the auburn (people everywhere asked me if it was my natural colour). I suddenly felt more confident with my new fiery hair than I ever had with my dark golden blonde. The colour made my eyes appear more blue, and gave my skin a glow - or at least that's what I saw. 

They're really faint, but they are there!

Summer soon rolled around, and while I usually spend my days hiding from the sun, I started to notice faint, little speckles along my cheekbone and across the bridge of my nose. Could it be that I, the once pasty faced blonde, was morphing into a freckled ginger like I had dreamed of? Yes! Ok, so not really, but I did start to get some freckles and my hair was  lovely shade of copper blonde. So, to get to my point: if there's something that you want to try, be it your hair or wardrobe, or anything else, just go for it! It could be a disaster that you laugh about in later years, or it could make you feel incredible about yourself. 
Cheers,
                 Anna xx