Quotes About Blonde

My long, blonde hair has been my trademark ever since I started modelling in the Seventies, when I was scouted sunbathing in St Tropez.

I dyed my hair blonde when I was 14. My mom was not happy. But I love being blonde.

'Unforgiven' gave me the opportunity to be a complete changeling: the blonde hair, the research that I did at the prison. It changed the perception of me.

The funny thing is that everyone thinks I'm naturally dark because all of my siblings are, but I'm naturally dirty blond.

You think the raccoons could ever learn to tell time?" she asked. He glanced at her. "You're kidding, right?" "Maybe I have a dry sense of humor, too." "City girl." He was probably insulting her, but the way he said the word made her feel almost tall and, if not blonde, then certainly highlighted.

He was probably insulting her, but the way he said the word made her feel almost tall and, if not blonde, then certainly highlighted.

She forced her fingers to the television dial and turned it on, half expecting to see herself staring back. But instead, she saw some pretty blonde in her twenties delivering the news in a voice so cherry that it made her want to be sick all over again and heard not a word about a pretty brunet in her thirties who had gone missing, although a man in North Carolina reported seeing Elvis as he was emptying the trash.

One odd thing Yencken noticed was how much blonder the nation had become. According to official statistics over 10 million packets of hair dye were sold in 1934

I used to be very insecure about my curly hair, because I lived in a country where everybody had blonde straight hair.

The girl cupped her hands over her eyes and blinked. She was pretty enough, with blonde highlights that you can only find in youth or a bottle. "Hi." Loren

I would love to continue in music, with writing... but I am not the kind of person who will hang around if I start to become irrelevant. If that happens, I will bow down gracefully, raise my kids, and have a garden. And I am going to let my hair go gray when I am older. I don't need to be blonde when I'm 60!

She was a natural blonde, with delicate hands and feet, and in her youthful photographs one saw a girl with mocking eyes and a tragic smile, the course of whose life would conspire in time to transpose that pair of adjectives.

That's justice, she said, nodding at the statue. She doesn't hear you. She doesn't see you. She can't feel you and won't speak to you. Justice, Detective Bosch, is just a concrete blonde.

Hairdressers call me dark blonde, but I think they're wrong. I feel far more naturally confident blonde. My mum's blonde, my sister's platinum blonde. I thought, 'When I grow up, that's what I'm going to look like.'

Ren-Hey...Anju...Under the bed... Anju-Oh... There's a blonde guy with an axe,right? He's a new friend. Ren-A ghost?

How do you and your mother manage to get your hair exactly the same shade? It's uncanny." "I'll have you know, I'm a natural blonde!" "How could I know that? You wouldn't let me turn the lights on.

I want to go to Japan. I feel like they love blonde girls.

She was absolutely beautiful. She had long blonde hair, kind of the shade of a bowl of mac and cheese. She was smiling a wide, genuine smile—which was rather the shape of a macaroni and cheese noodle. She seemed to radiate light, much like a bowl of mac and cheese might if you stuffed a lightbulb into it. Her skin was soft and squishy, like— Okay. Maybe I'm too hungry to be writing right now.

I can't tell you the number of people that are like, 'Has anyone ever told you you look like a blonde Liv Tyler?' And at this point, I'm like, 'Yes... yes, I've been told that.' I mean, she's beautiful. It's not like I'm not totally flattered by it, but then again, I think I look like myself.

I'm always tan and blonde and don't really fit into New York. I'm a California girl, even if I try and cover it up with leather.

I enjoy flitting around between hair colours. I find it fascinating when people think I'm naturally blonde, as I've only been blonde for about two seconds. People pay more attention to you as a blonde; it's also easier for people to assume you're a ditsy young actress. Of course, I am a ditsy young actress - well, maybe not ditsy.

When I was blonde I was perceived as an innocent and sweet young girl.

I'm a natural blonde, but I feel like a brunette. I feel like people treat me now how I should be treated. People used to be shocked, when I was blond, that I wasn't stupid.

Back then I had muscles on my muscles, I was tattooed and tanned, wore the tightest of jeans to accentuate my snakelike waist and the whitest of tight vests to accentuate my muscle packed torso. To top it all off, I had the nicest piece of eye-candy on my arm in the form of a stunning, long-legged, mini skirted blonde.