Blondes Get Away With Things This Lifestyle Blogger Can Only Dream About Happening
Sure, I would get free drinks in bars, free dinners, endless offers of tickets to concerts and events and enough offers for dates that I would need a personal assistant to keep track of them all. I could even be a college football sideline reporter for ESPN!
But here I’m talking more about the ease of things on an everyday basis in which it seems hot blondes are able to live.
I mean, things that are a struggle, or things we worry about, blow by hot blondes like a passing ocean breeze because they never have to worry about the consequences. They simply get away with more things than the average person because nobody is going to stop and call out a hot blonde and tell her to stop.
For instance, I recently saw a very attractive blonde bouncing down a beachfront sidewalk known as The Strand the other day, pulling a little dog on a leash.
The dog was romping on the sand, which is totally illegal and subject to a $200 fine if caught, but the blonde did not have to worry about such things because, well, she’s blonde and is used t getting away with things such as having her dog run on the beach.
Just a couple days earlier, another blonde – this one about 20 years older but still with curves that left me realizing what a knockout she must have been in her younger years – screeched to a half in a parking spot on the street. Only half her car was in the designated area and as she exited I pointed out that she was at risk of becoming a victim to the ticket-happy meter maids in this town.
“Oh it’s okay as long as the wheels are in the spot,” she said blithely as she dashed off without even bothering to check to see if her parking had met this supposed minimum requirement. When I park on the streets here, I get out of the car, inspect the front and rear bumpers to be sure they are precisely in the right position and then and only then turn off the engine.
I supposed if she did get a ticket, she would just pass it off to a man who would not only pay it, but buy her dinner and drinks that night to laugh about it.
Oh, to be a blonde!
Beyond these two examples, I’ve seen a lot of this first-hand. I have a friend I’ve nicknamed The Blonde – yes I capitalize it! – and she’s forever forgetting things, is forever late, is forever causing a commotion when she shows up for something. Yet people always seem to forgive her.
In the overall scheme of things, I’m happy for who and what I am, but sometimes, such as when I see a not blonde getting away with something, I wonder what it would be like to go through life like that person.
Then again, maybe what’s really going through my mind is I would like to see that person be caught and treated the way I would be treated. Just once!
But, of course, it never happens.
Oh, to be a hot blonde.