I love red hair. I think it's sassy, powerful, fiesty, wild, and calls creates a air of mystery around its wear's personality instantaneously. I have always wanted red hair. But for how outgoing I already am, I can't bring myself to do it. I would be out of control as a ginger. For that reason, I pine away about photos like this one, since I love her hair. Maybe I'll become one of those batty hair-dying elderly women, but most likely not. I can't wait for a salt and pepper mane either. I'll just have to go on lusting after the fiery locks from afar. What do you think of it?
Photo from one of the many fashion/design blogs I follow, can't remember which one.