It’s no secret that my hair has been pretty much every color under the sun, some natural, some not so much. But for the better part of my life, I’ve been brunette.
And I love being a brunette. Not that I have anything against blondes, in fact, I have spent years of my life trying to recreate the silky soft golden locks that only the luckiest of the girls possess. The sun doesn’t bounce off brown hair the way it does blonde, and I get far less honks from trucks on the highway. But a few years ago, I stared at my brittle abused tresses in the mirror and knew I had dome some irreparable damage. And I don’t care how much your product costs, nothing fixes split ends, at least not the vicious jagged tips I had developed. It’s a miracle I didn’t go blind. One wayward gust of wind and those spiky little strands could have easily taken out a cornea.
Now that I’ve embraced the color God gave me, life is not only cheaper, but it’s simpler. I don’t have to worry about how bad my roots look (even Carrie Bradshaw couldn’t make that look work) and I feel more like myself. Changing your hair color is a great way to reinvent yourself and spruce things up, but a part of me always felt like I was in disguise. As a redhead, I was a fiery wild child. Flirty and exotic. Always up for a challenge and slightly mysterious. As a blonde I was fun-loving and carefree. Ready at a moment’s notice to have a good time, and bold and fearless. And with purple hair… well I was going through some stuff then.
But as a brunette… I am me. Serious but sarcastic. Smart but frequently sticking my foot in my mouth. Cautious but at times impulsive. Down to earth but never afraid to be the center of attention. Do these things really have anything to do with the color of my hair? Probably not. But it feels like home. I look like “me”. So brunette I shall stay. Until I go gray but you’re more likely to see me run naked through Times Square than stand by and let that happen.
But enough about brunette, let’s talk about blondies. Blondies are awesome. Bonus: they won’t burn your scalp if you leave the mix alone for too long. Hooray!
(Adapted from CCK)
1 can chickpeas, drained and rinsed
3/4 tsp. baking powder
1/8 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1/2 cup light brown sugar
1 banana, very ripe
2 tsp. vanilla extract
1/4 cup ground flax seeds
1/4 cup peanut butter
1/3 cup chocolate chips
1/3 cup peanut butter chips
Directions: Preheat oven to 350. Combine all the ingredients, excluding the chips, with a mixer or in a food processor. Add chips and spoon mixture into a foil-lined pan. Bake for about 40 minutes, or until edges are golden brown.
So in the battle of blondes versus brunettes (I made these black bean brownies about a year ago and they blew my mind), I think this round goes to the blondies. I could not believe how good they were. It only took me about
4 3 days to eat the entire pan, and I haven’t made them since, for fear I will eat them even faster this time. I know I’m like.. one of the last people on earth to discover these little guys, but hey, it took me 24 years to realize I was about one more highlight away from looking like Courtney Love and Pam Anderson’s love child, so clearly I’m a bit of a slower learner.