As a redhead, coming from a long line of redheads, I had quite the chuckle when I heard the news report in 2007 that we will be extinct in 100 years. At the time, it seemed like a silly joke science was playing us – let’s all poke fun at the weird freckled kids with no souls!
It wasn’t until recently that I began to actually care about the future of my “race”. Two things have changed my mind set in the last year. The first came from dating my first ever ginger – curly haired, fluffy bearded and freckled (I’m a firm believer that once you go ginger, you never go back). The second is the realization that I’m approaching 25. I’m beginning to feel the tiniest pull to make a difference and shack up with someone who can eventually help me keep these amber locks alive.
But finding a dateable ginger is no easy task – especially when you are looking for someone redheaded to share a John Hughes moment with. I find myself meeting men that seem great and would be perfect for a brunette or a blonde, but not me. I can usually overlook criminal records or mother issues, but if they don’t have that beautiful rust in their beard, I just can’t commit.
So what is a ginger seeking a ginger to do? Less than two percent of the world’s population has natural red hair! That number doesn’t account for the box gingers we have come to know and love like Emma Stone and Christina Hendricks. My odds of saving my people, and maybe the universe, are slim to none!
So this is my decree, my battle cry, my declaration: Fellow gingers – we must stand together! When you wake up in the morning, look in the mirror and think, “Damn, I am one sexy ginger!” you should immediately go out and get ya some just like you. Whether it’s your head, your beard or somewhere else no one wants to know about, if you are ginger, find another ginger to love.
No matter what it takes, this redhead will continue to fight and search for her crimson partner in crime – soul optional.
You can read more from Kellie Burch on her blog.
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