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.
I suppose I should add a little disclaimer…
Be forewarned, my dearest friends and family. You know from whence I draw my inspiration. Tread carefully, lest ye become blog fodder.