BY WAY OF INTRODUCTIONS…
My name is Melissa Stagnaro, and no, I’m not a natural blonde. And contrary to my little tagline, I was never even really a brunette. My natural color is more akin to a mousy brown. Or at least it was until the infestation of silver follicles that prompted my favorite hairstylist to action. A few subtle caramel highlights, she said. That was just the beginning; the gateway highlights. It all went downhill (i.e. progressively lighter) from there. I didn’t even recognize how far gone I was until, one day, I heard someone referring to a blonde. It took me a moment to realize he was talking about me!
My Accidental Blonde-ing, as I called it in one of my old columns, delighted my best friend Liz, who is of the opinion that there is no such thing as “too blonde.” When I told her what I was thinking of calling my blog, she immediately pronounced the name “Genius!” and said she’d refuse to read it if I called it anything else.
In fact, you can credit (or blame) this whole endeavor on Liz. She has been nudging me to start blogging again since the moment I left The Evening Sun. You might call it badgering, or borderline harassment. But it was rather flattering. It’s rather nice to know you’ve been missed.
I’m more than a little humbled to say that Liz isn’t the only one that has encouraged me to get back on this particular horse. My needy little ego thanks you all for your kind words, support and encouragement. Now, you better read the darn thing.
WHY I WRITE…
Really, Liz was doing me a favor when she strong-armed me into starting this blog. Because writing is part of my DNA. In fact, if you asked me to define who I am as a human being in one word, it would be writer. That’s what I do. I write.
And when I’m not writing, well, let’s just say there’s a reason Liz has been pushing me in this direction and perhaps it’s not entirely because she’s been dying to become blog fodder again. (Although between you and me, she does love seeing her name in print.)
WHAT YOU CAN EXPECT…
I intend to share all manner of random observations, musings and occasional confessions with you, my dear reader, as I ponder this crazy existence. I’ve been told I have a tendency to over-share. But that just makes it more fun, in my opinion.
And speaking of opinions, all those expressed and expounded upon are mine and mine alone.
Now, if you’ll excuse me…I have some writing to do.