Unveiling the 2011 Petersen Family Christmas Card Photo:
What a difference a year makes:
If you can’t see the difference in the two photos, let me spell it out for you. In my not-so-wise twenty-fifth year, I decided to go BRUNETTE. I suppose I could’ve made worse decisions. After 25 blonde years, I’d always wanted to see what I would look like as a brunette … grass is always greener on the other side, right?
The result: an extremely expensive, temporary experiment.
It was funny when people I knew would give me a double take and I’d have to confirm, yes, I am Kate. Also I’m apparently more approachable as a brunette. I constantly had randoms chatting it up with me – on the train, in line getting lunch, at the gym, you name it.
So … what made me go back to blonde? The truth is two-fold although there were many reasons. (1) I never felt like or recognized myself as a brunette. Ever. (2) My cousin Katie asked me to stand up in her wedding. We grew up our entire lives being “Blonde Katie” and “Dark Katie” — she has dark brown hair but we both have the same name: Katherine Ann. It was the perfect motivation to get back to my roots.
Though my year (ahem, 8 months) on the dark side were a fun experience, I’m loving life back as a blonde. Maybe it’s where I am in my life … or maybe it’s that’s blondes really do have more fun 😉