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Until very recently, I had neon colored hair. Pink, blue, green, orange, purple, red; the whole rainbow. Changed it once every few months.
Women very frequently came up to me to compliment my hair and often would lead to conversations about where I got my dye, who did it, etc. like women stopping their cars in parking lots just to give me a compliment. More often than not it turned into a short convo, that usually ended around the time I mentioned my wife was the artist who did my hair.
Had I known this was a thing before I was married, I would have died my hair in a heartbeat.
I think it may have been a little disarming and was something unique enough that it was worth striking up a convo.
Damn, if only I had hair.
Rainbow pubes and low cut jeans? 😂
Lots of spinach, hair dye, and v-neck shirts (and low-cut jeans!)! :O I'm so back
Where there's a will, there's a toupee . I am blessed with a full, thick, luscious dark blonde coupe, but everyone around being so negative about hairpieces made me think about them a lot... Following that, I have come to peace with the fact that I might go bald, and I might not like it, and rando hairpiece-haters around me won't stop me from going all 18th century on my new hairpiece.
My first own house was in the middle of a lot of cultures that are different from my own, and man did those folks LOVE changing their hair every few days, with pieces or otherwise. Every second shop was selling surrogate hair, and it looked very cool. I think that part of those cultures is fucking rad, and it inspired me to pre-emptively accept my own future toupee, if it ever comes to that.
An unusual hat works as well. I frequently have people asking questions on my hat.
Can confirm, as a woman, this is a very good idea. Having brightly colored hair actually communicates a few things at once :
I cannot stress that last point enough. These days, every girl I know has her radar set to max to get as far as possible from “alpha males”, because they’re just incredibly annoying, self-important pricks. The more you can do to signal you’re not one of them, the better.
Oh man, that makes me think back to college when I got an eyebrow piercing. I did it because I liked the looks but also as a social experiment, wondering how people’s reactions to me might change.
I expected the worst, but I found that it actually seemed to make most people approach me easier.
I think the less is that doing things that are highly visible draw attention. Some will be good, some will be bad, but it’s a conversation starter either way!