Unfortunately, how most choose to articulate this attraction can be jarring. The hair I once desperately wanted to alter in favor of “Eminem-yellow” has become a unique selling feature, an added spice to your typical white boy. Now, as an openly bisexual adult, I receive a different kind of attention for my hair-especially from men. As a result, I grew up resenting my red hair and the traits inherent to the MCR-1 gene: freckles, pale skin, forever clashing in oranges and pinks.
Walking the halls in high school, people would holler “fire crotch,” “ginger pubes,” “carrot top” and whatever else their uninventive minds could conjure. As a kid, I was tormented for my red hair.
