For men, some grey suggests that they are mature, knowledgeable, wise, and experienced! I was actually quite pleased with myself when some grey started to show at my temples, when I was in my mid to late 30’s. The trouble is, the “getting grey” keeps on going longer than most of us want it to.
One of my son’s classmates, a natural blonde, later entered a professional position and dyed her hair brunette, believing that she would not be taken seriously as a blonde.
I enjoyed “Car 54 Where Are you?” and “It’s About Time”, even if I didn’t care for Joe E. Ross (“Ooo ooo!”), but Imogene Coca was always great. “It’s About Time” was pretty bad, but I’d still rate it better than “My Mother the Car”, “The Pruitts of Southampton”, or “Camp Runamuck”, if we’re talking about shows of the same vintage.
Pin-up girl may be correct. I don’t remember much about Gail Norton, however along those same lines I can say that the only people (men, of course) I knew that had pictures (probably photoshopped) of Sarah Palin in a bikini were avid Republicans. One even carried the photo in his wallet!
My mother was a PE teacher and worked outside much of the year, and also did the reflector thing for her tan while lying out by the pool. However, with her Irish ancestry giving her very fair skin, she later paid for it. I have fair skin like her and was forced to be careful, since I would burn so easily. I could never understand how my brother could get these great tans, and I couldn’t (like, “what am I doing wrong?”). I still had to get a spot removed form my ear, requiring a small skin graft, but in the long run I’ve done much better than my mother or brother!
My wife is very fair and jokes that she can get moonburns. She was raised by a Scandinavian grandmother and always was made to cover up and wear hats outdoors, and still looks great. However, her sister, 10 years younger, was a stereotypical southern California bikini blonde and ignored such “advice” and now looks 10 years older than my wife after the years of sun drenching.
When visiting Germany, it seemed like whenever I tried ask a local something in my high school German (taken long ago), they would answer in English. Seriously, the language I wish I knew well is Spanish, as I would find it very useful (I believe that Thomas Jefferson recommended this too).
The best (or funniest) foreign language experience I had was while visiting the Netherlands. I turned on the TV and noted that different channels were broadcast in different languages (makes sense there). I could recognize German, Dutch, and French, but there was one language that I couldn’t begin to figure out. Finally I realized it was English, but spoken with such as strong brogue that it was almost incomprehensible to me.
For men, some grey suggests that they are mature, knowledgeable, wise, and experienced! I was actually quite pleased with myself when some grey started to show at my temples, when I was in my mid to late 30’s. The trouble is, the “getting grey” keeps on going longer than most of us want it to.