My Eyes are Brown

Sally McGraw

Husband Mike claims he’s got brown hair and green eyes. I can tell you RIGHT NOW that the man has sandy blond hair and blue eyes. Since I’m all browns, none of my coloring-related features have ever been in dispute, but I put this question to the folks who follow Already Pretty over on Facebook, and got some great responses:

How about you? Ever proclaim your eyes green, only to be shot down? Declare yourself a blond and have someone say, “Really? I always thought of you as a brunette”?

You can read the whole thread right here, but a few highlights include:

My eyes are green. DEFINITELY green. But I have people tell me I have pretty blue eyes. Usually only if I’m wearing something very very blue. But they are definitely green.

I went through my whole life up until I was 30 believing I was a brunette, only to have a colorist tell me that no, I’m a dark blonde.

With eyes that tend to look a different colour under different lights and hair that is naturally neither blonde nor brown its always fairly exciting when someone points out my colouring – the thing is that nobody can ever agree on the exact colours … although i like to think its grey/green eyes with brown hair, much more mysterious and literary.

My hair is very dark brown and people will sometimes call it black. It’s definitely not.

Reading through the responses, I was struck by how some women felt very strongly that observers were flat-out wrong and others were more willing to go with the flow. I also noticed that some women found these misconceptions hilarious while others sounded disgruntled.

But my biggest takeaway? How we see ourselves can clash with how others perceive us, even in matters as simple as hair and eye color. I believe that this phenomenon can spill over into other body-related matters, too. Husband Mike likes to tell ME that I’m short. I’m 5′ 5.5″, thank you very much,* which means that I’ve never bought petite-fit pants and am taller than the statistical national average for women. But to him? I’m short. I fit under his chin when we’re shoeless and hugging. I once had the opportunity to interview musician Dar Williams, and she mentioned how tall I was. Twice. And yeah, I was wearing platform boots, but still. I was really only tall because Dar is a tiny little pixie of a woman.

And even beyond matters of relativity, these kinds of discussions make me realize that other people may not look at me and see acne and cellulite, small boobs and big hips. All of the things about myself that I get hung up on may fail to register, depending upon the observer’s perspective. And that can’t cure me of my body image hang-ups because, at the end of the day, it all comes down to how I feel about myself, not how others see me. Yet the knowledge that everything about bodies is subject to opinion and perception? It’s a little comforting.

My eyes are brown. No two ways about it. But nearly everything else is subjective.

*He says that the mere fact that I lay claim to that half-inch means I’m short. Hrumph.

Originally posted 2011-03-10 06:25:53.

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98 Responses to “My Eyes are Brown”

  1. Kimberly

    My eyes are turquoise, and for the longest time I was afraid to say that, because it sounded pretentious. Isn’t that silly? The color is what it is (and I’m pretty good at distinguishing colors).

    The height thing has always cracked me up, because I’m 5’4″ with short legs and wear petite length pants and skirts. But at work, I’m never in anything less than 3″ heels, so I’ve had people refer to me as “tall”! And I tower over my mother and sister, and grew up thinking of myself as hulking. Meanwhile, my 6′ husband calls me “wee”.

    I have plenty of other hangups about my body, but what helped with that was talking with other women and realizing that (a) we ALL have hangups, and (b) often what I thought of as a flaw would go unnoticed by someone else, because they were concerned with their flaws and would only notice the parts of my body that they perceived as better than theirs. Case in point – I have fat legs, but narrow hips. I’ve never had another woman tell me I had fat legs (well, not since middle school, anyway). But women with wider hips key in on mine and say, “You have such narrow hips! You’re so lucky!”

    I don’t know if we’ll ever get away from comparing ourselves to one another and feeling flawed, but it really does help to know everyone feels this way.

  2. Rosie

    I like to remind myself that when I look at another person, I focus on the beautiful, and all I can do is hope that everyone does the same.

  3. Starling

    I feel your pain! I claim 5 feet and a quarter inch (so if you want to talk about short…). I will fight tooth and nail for that quarter inch, too, especially since Husband Starling is 6 feet and most of my friends are much taller than 5-5. I’m used to being the shortest one in the room πŸ™‚ As for the hair/eye conundrum, it’s fascinating how my own perception of that changes from day to day. My hair is usually brown with a bit of red in it, but my eyes can change color. Normally, they’re a bluish gray, but sometimes they seem dark teal or navy. Sometimes, they’re just plain gray. The thing that constantly surprises me is the commenting on my skin. I tend to see EVERY blemish (and, despite being a mumble away from thirty, I still break out like a teenager), but I often get comments on my pretty skin. So confusing – though I think some of it must be due to a fab concealer.

  4. Amber

    I have a similar issue. I have green eyes and dark blonde hair, but people are constantly telling me I have blue eyes or hazel eyes and a lighter blonde than is natural (when I am wearing my natural color). It has alot to do with what color I am wearing, but sometimes I want to scream “I have green eyes!”

  5. Julia

    I’m 5′ 6.75″! I think it is perfectly acceptable to claim half inches and even quarter inches.

    This is fascinating. My eyes are blue, bluish-green, or green depending on the light and what I wear. I always thought of my hair as light-medium brown, but I’ve heard some people say I’m dark blonde. Either way, it doesn’t reallly bother me. I do think it’s interesting because in my mind some people have blonde hair – but when I see them, I realize it’s more of a light brown. So what I see doesn’t always match up with what is in my mind.

  6. Ashe Mischief

    “*He says that the mere fact that I lay claim to that half-inch means I’m short. Hrumph.”

    Whatever! I lay claim to a 3/4 inch, as in I’m ACTUALLY 5’6 & 3/4, but usually just say I’m 5’7.

    Luckily, I dye my hair & my eyes are undeniably blue-grey. No arguments!

  7. Sonja

    Dear Sal,
    I’ve been reading many, many posts here during the last days, and I really wonder: How is it possible that you always find things that are so interesting and have something to do with my life?
    My eyes are green. When I got my first ID, it said they were brown. The guy didn’t even ask, just had a look and wrote it down. Brown. Hm. I changed it to green-brown when the occasion came.
    Just about a month ago somebody told me I looked so much like Helen Hunt. I was neither thrilled nor displeased, but well a bit surprised. “But Helen Hunt is a blonde”, I said. “Well, so are you”, was the answer. Now I have to add that I went to live from the North of Europe to the South and my hair is very light compared to the typical black hair here, but I’m by no means blonde.
    On the other hand, in Germany I was always the smallest grown-up in the room. I’ve never met anybody there who was smaller than me, not even those cute little shriveled grandmothers, they were always taller than me. I’m absolute average here in Spain, where people are just not that tall. Nobody here has ever said to me “How tiny you are”, as they always do in Germany.
    There are no absolute truths, I suppose. One thing I’m learning right now is that it’s a good idea, in all aspects of life, to make yours what’s helpful and to discard what you don’t like.
    In my case, it means that my new surroundings helped me not to feel little and sometimes invisible, but I’m never going to think of myself as a blonde! πŸ˜‰

  8. Linda

    Ha. My father is always going on about my “blue” eyes that I got from him. I think when I was a young child they were more prominently blue, and we also lived in a country where blue eyes were uncommon, so people noticed them a lot. Now, they are an unmemorable murky bluish gray and even my nearest and dearest, asked point blank what color my eyes are, will draw a blank. He also used to joke that they must have been running short on nose materials when I was being constructed. I was well into adulthood before I realized that in reality (though again this may not have been the case when I was a little child) I have a BIG HONKING NOSE.

    On a different note, there is apparently something about me that makes people think I drink tea and like cats. I am very decidedly a coffee-drinking dog person. This misconception annoys me probably more than is reasonable.

    • Sal

      Hahaha! I wonder if there’s a tea/cats, coffee/dogs dichotomy … I love dogs and cats and drink neither beverage, so I don’t feel qualified to comment.

      • Strange Attractor

        One vote for tea & cats, here. I am not a dog person and I loathe coffee.

        Also, my eyes have changed color as I’ve gotten older. They used to be hazel, and it took me a few years to realize they are actually green now. As a child when people tried to tell me my hazel eyes were brown, I was quite disgruntled. I don’t dislike brown eyes; it simply wasn’t an accurate description of me. It’s funny the things we choose to define ourselves.

        My eye color is exactly like my father’s and my daughter’s is just like mine as a child. My eye color is one of my favorite things about me.

      • M.E.

        I’m decidedly a dog person (not just dogs, but big dogs), but on coffee/tea, I go both ways. Heck, I reject the binary and drink cocoa, too. ;c)

        I’m especially amused at the height misconceptions here – I’m 4’11.5″ (let’s hear it for half-inches!), and even in heels, I’m decidedly short. But people routinely guess my height at ~5’5″, and I’ve been told over and over again that I “act tall.” “Act tall”? I *ask* you, what could that possibly *mean*?

        It’s funny, too, that you mention your perception of yourself as small-busted. Every time you mention that a given garment fits the way it does on you because you’re “small-of-boob,” I have to pause and remind myself that your self-definition is the law of the land, and that we must just mean different things when we say “small.” (I’m a C/D cup, too, so it’s not just that you seem busty in comparison.)

    • Maggie May

      Generally OT: At many points in my life, people have assumed I am a vegetarian. Ummmm, because I was from California? Because….
      never understood that…..

  9. jentine

    You claim that .5 of an inch! I always feel blonde but I think if my hair were to grow in without those wonderful chemical treatments, I would be surprised a how dark blonde it is…

  10. Lesa

    My eyes are light blue (my dad got the Paul Newman eyes, *sigh) people never notice they are blue unless they look really close, I am wearing a shade of blue or I am out in the sun. And then they make the intelligent statement “hey. your eyes are blue!”

    • Shaye

      Hahaha, that happens to me too! Although I think people assume I have brown eyes because my hair is fairly dark; my actual eye color is pretty bright but I wear glasses most of the time so I think people don’t notice eye color as much.

  11. SD

    If you were 6ft on the dot would he still tell you that you’re laying claimm to that half inch? It’s cute and funny for sure : ) but Sal, you have the right to that half inch as much as everyone else does : )

    I know that my eyes change color! From brown to hazle to green to anything in between! I love it! My hair color comes from a box so theres little to dispute.

    Even if someone came up to me and told me today that I had purple hair and blue eyes I don’t think I would care : ) I think some people might be offended if that is one of their favorite features.

  12. Lena (frΓΆken_lila)

    haha, you see, that’s the problem with not using cm for measuring =) in most parts of europe we use meters and cm for telling other people our lenght, and since one cm ist still less than 1/2 inch, i guess we’re more accurate. which is a good thing. so i think you have every right to claim that half inch!!!

  13. sapotesews

    When I was a child and teenager I was blonde in English. Now I’m only blonde in Spanish; the line is very subjective, depending on, I think, how many people you live near have dark or pale hair. (I am still frustrated by the blonde thing, as my mother is of European Jewish heritage and has cabello castaΓ±o, chestnut-colored hair, which to me is “brown hair”. I have no idea why people think my relatively light hair with yellow-ey tones is “brown hair” when my hair has no true brown color or those dark-red highlights, but is instead very clearly a kind of dimmed-down khaki. People argued with me about this re: Doctor Who, btw: to me Matt Smith is clearly a guy with dark blond hair, but apparently in the British scheme of things his hair is a true brown?)

  14. Frowner

    For years, I thought I had blue eyes…a combination of comments from my partner and close observation revealed that I have those really changeable eyes that look blue or green or gray depending on what’s near them. I also thought I was 5’4″ since I never asked my height at the doctor’s until one time the doctor told me I was really 5′ 5″. In Illinois, living near lots of Italians, I had light brown hair. In Minnesota, it’s dark.

    Also, it took me years to realize that although I am both stout and muscular, my hips are actually rather narrow in proportion to everything else. I had always assumed that I had big hips because that’s what big women have.

  15. Anne

    I’m 5′ 8.75″, though I usually do round up to 5″9′. But counting half inches doesn’t make you short! Just precise πŸ™‚

    There’s no debate on my eye color because they’re definitely blue, but like one of the commenters in your post, people always think my hair is black because it’s such a dark brown. I don’t know why that bugs me, but it does.

  16. anotherjen

    This is why I use the word ‘hazel’ to describe my eyes! It covers brown and green, which most accurately describes the colour that that they actually are. At 5’2″ I think everyone is tall πŸ˜‰

    • Spacegeek

      I always thought my eyes were a light goldeny brown. Someone recently told me the are hazel. Whatever. They let me see.

  17. Hope Rider

    Thanks Sal! This really struck a chord with me. Just yesterday I posted something on my FB wall about how I wished that fashion shots and clothes catalogs used “real” sized people, because I am not a stick, and I cannot tell how clothes would look on my frame. I am not a stick at all. I am 5’8″, with a medium sized frame, and I am about 50-60 pounds heavier than the average model my size – although I am not overweight – I am muscular and inherited my dad’s stocky legs. One of my friends posted “You are too a stick.” Here I am, thinking I am too big, or abnormally large, or something, and someone else views me as thin.
    When I look at my eyes, I tend to see the dark circles around them, not the eye color, but my husband always tells me that I have such beautiful eyes. Although, as you say, our boy issues are our own to deal with, it does indeed help to be told I am beautiful, just the way I am.

  18. Maria

    This is so fascinating, and it really hits close to home for me! Genetics are awesome: my mom has crystal clear, aquamarine eyes; my dad’s are hazel with gold flints; and my sister’s are so green, they look like cat’s eyes. Mine are kind of a mixture of all three, and they change depending on the lighting/what I’m wearing/the season/etc., etc. When I’m pleasantly tanned in the middle of the summer, they look more blue. When I’m pale, they look more green. When I color my naturally med-brown-with-red-highlights hair more auburn, they look hazel/gold. However, just to simplify things, I always say I have blue eyes, because I live in Florida and am therefore mostly tanned, and I wear an awful lot of blue. πŸ™‚ Still, there’s always that one person that tells me what pretty green eyes I have, which is fine, but kind of wrong. Ah, well. Most people also think I’m Italian despite being half-Mexican. I can never win. πŸ™‚

  19. Erin @ Fierce Beagle

    I just recently realized I have big boobs, because for the majority of my life my boobs were small/average. Now all of a sudden I realize why things aren’t fitting me the way they always have, and it was a huge surprise. (No pun intended.)

  20. malevolent andrea

    I’m 5’2 and have spent most of my adult life bouncing up and down the same 20 lb continuum. What is fascinating to me is that when I reach a certain weight, I suddenly get all these remarks from people about how tiny I am. At x weight, I’m “tiny”; at x weight + 2 lbs, no one says that. It’s really puzzling.

    I have those grayish eyes that can look blue or green depending on what color I’m wearing near my face, and especially my eye makeup. I like to play up the green because that’s what looks prettiest to me, but I bet if you asked most people who know me what color my eyes are, they’d have no idea.

  21. red

    Hi Sal, Love the discussion, BUT I’m mostly writing to tell you that I think that portrait of you is just WOW! Did your man snap that because it’s really greatβ€” great lighting and your spirit just shines through. My husband’s a portrait photographer, so I think I’m a pretty good critic! My brown eyes are an obvious feature and my hair color changes almost constantly, so I don’t really think about it!

    • Sal

      Thanks, lady! Yes, my hubby took the photo … pretty much all photos of me are courtesy Husband Mike. It’s funny, too, because we did those at the end of the summer, and within a week I’d chopped my hair. Hah!

  22. Katy Cooper

    Did you ever notice that a some eyes aren’t just one color? One sister’s eyes are blue and a beautiful ivory; another sister’s eyes are a changeable gray. The spouse’s eyes are green with flecks of brown (which make his sisters say they’re brown; I love his sisters, but they’re wrong). Mine are green with flecks of blue and amber, the iris rimmed in dark gray. My eyes are one of the things I love about my appearance.

    My hair, courtesy of a bottle, is a dark, dark, dark red. People say it’s dark brown, and I have to bite my tongue not to say, “No, actually, it’s red.” (If you see it in the sun, it’s unquestionably red.)

    One of the things this blog has helped me understand is that we come in all sizes and shapes, and those all have beauties. I know Sal has concerns about her tum, but all I ever see is her narrow waist and the fact that she can wear clothes I love, but that don’t suit my own body. (Since there are also clothes I love that do suit my body, I’m cool with this.)

  23. Terry

    My eyes are hazel but one day my then 3 year old grand daughter announced that she had blue eyes “just like me” There was no convincing her otherwise but she was happy.

  24. Jess

    Sal, your post reminds me of a really old Zits comic strip where the main character is talking to his girlfriend, and is attempting to compliment her eyes by comparing them to things like root beer & chocolate cake. In the end she says that blue eyes get all the romance. It was amusing but also struck home for me–no one has ever commented on my brown eyes, except maybe to ask if I had been rubbing them recently because they “looked a little red”. Gee, thanks.

    I think you should defintiely lay claim to that half inch! There’s no shame in stating your actual height. Our bodies aren’t trained to grow in one inch increments, and anyone who refuses to accept your half inch is refusing science! Try that line on your husband next time and see what he says πŸ˜‰

    • Sal

      Jess, my gosh, yes. I actually love my eye color – it’s rich and dark and it suits me – but nobody waxes poetic about brown eyes. Except Van Morrison. And I kinda hate Van Morrison. (DON’T HIT ME!)

      • Kelli

        Ha! I’m with you on Van Morrison, Sal! I know many are wooed by his voice, but he just sounds kinda strained & whiny to me.

        • Kristina

          That’s so funny. I LOVE Van Morrison, and one of the things to be disgruntled about with bright blue eyes like I have is that “Brown Eyed Girl” can never be about me. It’s one of my all time favorite songs, maybe because someone played it on the scratchy jukebox in the grad-student-hangout dive bar I always went to on Fridays when I was getting my master’s. Thank God they did, too, because back then I couldn’t afford the quarter AND the beer.

    • Lil

      LOL my ex used to call my brown eyes “moo cow eyes”… not exactly romantic!

  25. K-Line

    Every day someone tells me my hair is blonder and asks me if I’ve changed the colour. Even when my roots are pushing an inch. It’s bizarre. Also, I’ve been blond for almost 2 years, and people are always saying “You just went blond”?!

    My eyes were blue until I was 7 (photos prove it), then one day they went green. A really deep green (not in the hazel end of the spectrum). But people who knew me with blue eyes can’t accept it and still think they’re blue. I actually prefer them green. I think it suits me.

  26. threegoodrats

    I call my eyes “hazel.” I don’t know what color hazel is, but I can’t definitively call my eyes green or blue. When I wear green they look green; when I wear blue, they look blue. My hair is a light ashy brown, but I have a friend who swears I am blond, I think because my hair is lighter than hers. But there are many shades of brown πŸ™‚

  27. STL Mom

    I’m 5’1″, and everyone taller than me is just tall. I can’t tell 5’8″ from 6’3″. A tall friend of mine said she is the same way with everyone shorter than her. She said she had no idea if I was 5′ or 5’10”. I said that was the best compliment I’d ever gotten — someone thought I could be 5’10”!
    Of course it is ridiculous to think that being perceived as 5’10” is a compliment, while being miffed if someone thinks I’m shorter than I really am. It’s a height, not a value!

  28. Katie

    You got to interview Dar Williams?!? How fantastic!

    My boyfriend is convinced I have black hair, even though it’s very clearly dark brown. And many people think I’m smaller than a size 16, but I think that’s more an optical illusion of being 6 foot.

    • Shaye

      Not necessarily. I’m 5’7″ (welllll..5’6.5″…rather than lay claim to the half inch, I just round up!) and size 16, and I’ve never yet had someone believe me. I think it’s a combination of height (I do wear tall shoes and am frequently considered “tall,” when I think I’m just average) and body shape (I’m small of waist and large of hip/slightly less large of boob) and possibly just dressing fashionably, since we’ve all kind of been taught to believe that plus-size women dress in tents.

  29. Eliza

    I have green eyes, but while they are definitely green, they aren’t a particuarly bright shade, so people don’t notice unless I’m in the sunlight. I’m also brunette, with lots of red/gold undertones that are only noticeable in the sun. I tend to get a lot of surprised comments when people see me in the sun for the first time. My coloring looks entirely different from the way they think of me!

    I’m 5’9″, but have a brother who is 6’4″, so I end up feeling short(ish) around him. Lots of people give me funny looks for wearing 3″ heels, and I get comments about being tall enough already, but I’d rather be on the tall side rather than the short side. I also think taller heels are in proportion with my feet. My mother is about average height, and a 2″ heel looks pretty substantial. That same heel height is much less impressive on my foot.

    • Mrs.M in MI

      It’s so awesome to see someone else say what I’ve felt for a long time!

      I’m 5’8″ with size 10 feet. I am always being asked how I can wear such tall heels all the time – and it’s because my feet are so big, 3″ feels pretty comfortable.

      Also, my husband is 6’3″. I like to look like we belong together. (Not too hard, though, since we’re both blonde and green-eyed.)

  30. MarieP

    I have brown-green eyes. Not really hazel, b/c there’s really no gold in them. But I always say “brown” when asked my eye color, in the hopes that either the questioner or someone overhearing the exchange will say, “No, no, your eyes are green”! B/c green eyes are the least common of eye colors, I feel like a poseur when I lay claim to them. But I looooooove it when an unbiased person labels them green. Kids are the best for this: 90% of kids, upon hearing my say my eyes are brown, give me a puzzled look and say, “Uh-uh, they’re green”! I think they think I’m trying to mess with their ability to identify and label colors.

    • MarieP

      Oh! And my husband does the Exact. Same. Thing! He has gorgeous green eyes; much more of a true green than mine. But there’s a thin ring of brown around his pupil so he always says he has brown eyes. I have no idea what his motivation is. And he will not be dissuaded!

  31. Diana

    I am a proud natural red-head (which I’ve learned to love over the years, but I hated as a child). My brother’s ex-girlfriend once told me I thought your hair was brown and your brother told me it’s red. I was like what?! brown?!?! No way! I have red hair, and though I know it has darkened over the years, there is no way it is brown. This is not a hair color you can get out of a bottle, only mother nature can give me my red hue.

  32. pope suburban

    I cannot seem to settle on a hair color. It was very definitely blond when I was a kid, but since high school it has been referred to as dark blond, light brown, or occasionally red (This is the biggest surprise to me). My friends generally consider it blond, but my boyfriend swears it’s light brown. When I got my new driver’s license this year, the DMV lady listed it as “sandy,” which I didn’t even know you could do. Every time I refer to my hair with a particular term, there is someone there to disagree. I’m pretty sure I’m secretly a chameleon, which I suppose would also account for me being cold all the time. I feel like I should have some idea what to call it, on account of it being attached to me, but the utterly baffling lack of consensus keeps me undecided.

  33. Diana

    My eyes are brown and my (natural) hair is black. Nobody has ever disputed that. With my ethnicity (chinese) that is pretty much always the case.

    However, my hair is usually dyed some shade of red/burgundy, which tends to fade to a cognac-ish color since I am not good about going to the salon regularly. I actually don’t mind the cognac though, and it led to an unintentionally hilarious conversation with my dad, who exclaimed upon seeing me for the first time in a while, “hey, I never realized that your hair is the same color as your mom’s!” (My mom’s hair, while naturally black, has faded a lot due to sun damage and age, so is a lot lighter than my natural hair color). Dad would absolutely NOT believe that it was (faded) hair dye!

    I also have an uncle who is convinced that I am 5’6″ or taller (I am 5’3.5″) because he is equally convinced that he is 5’10”, where in reality he is actually more like 5’7″. So therefore I must be 5’6″ because I’m only 4 inches shorter than he is!

  34. Jennifer


    Me, too! A proud natural red-head that is.:) It is strange to explain how it is so much a part of how I identify myself physically. Then, one comment can jar that. As a woman in her 30s, my hair is still very auburn but not as bright as it was when I was a child. Over Christmas, I saw a relative I hadn’t for years. She commented, “Oh, you’re hair isn’t red anymore.” We were in a dark restaurant, in the corner. But is shook me a bit. I had to ask myself why it bothered me. As we left, my mother told me I was still very much a redhead…That helped. But, I’ve learned to just nod and smile and say “thank you” when someone tells me my “green” eyes are blue or hazel…
    Great post!

  35. Michelle

    My hair is dark blond, but some people insist its brown. Hairdressers and other people will say its blond (although currently dyed brown!). I was a toe-head as a child. As I grew up it ended up becoming a dark golden blond. It bothers me only a little when people insist I have brown hair.

    What bothers me more is when people make assumptions about my personality. I tend to get this a lot. I’m outgoing and confident and am a friendly sort. But I don’t always feel the need to speak. I have more of a quiet confidence. A lot of it is my british-ness (I’m Australian with british parents). In Australia people get this. Living in America, people translate that as quiet. I’ve told people here “no, I’m not quiet. I’m just not American”. I’m loud with my friends, but if I’m meeting someone I’m a little more reserved and take my time in getting to know them. Its not shyness, its mostly culture. People make comments to me often, that I can be intimidating, that I’m quiet, that I’m interesting, that they don’t know what I’m thinking. My friends all find this funny and have said I’m very accessible as a person, and am loud and outgoing – they can’t see what a lot of people here see. My close American friends balk at that too. I’ve often thought, maybe its less confident people who find it intimidating – or people who are very different to me, and don’t know how to take my type of personality.

    Anyway, that bugs me a little. That people have so much to say about my personality. I don’t like to be pigeonholed. Often Australians can be loud with each other, but we also many women there have a quiet confidence. Australians often tend to take their time in getting to know people, there’s no major initial displays, but once we’re friends – we’re friends for life.

    So, its not people commenting on my looks and making assumptions on my looks that bothers me so much. Its people making assumptions on my personality. I get that a lot in America. I never got that in Australia, my homeland. So I tend to think its a cultural thing.

  36. tiny junco

    all i know is no matter how many times i fill in the little squares to say “Dirty Blonde”, the DMV always puts in something else.

    • STL Mom

      Ha! Where I grew up, it was called “dishwater blonde.”
      I was a blonde baby, then a dishwater blonde child. Now, although my hair dye says “medium blonde” no one would call my hair anything but light brown.

  37. JJ

    This made me laugh. I’m hardly short at 5’7″ (oh, ok, 5’6 3/4″!), and I’m currently a size 8/10, so I’m not exactly a skinny little thing, but my husband sees me as a petite flower. I chalk it up to his being 6’6″! Both of my stepsons are around the same height as him, so in my own family I feel like a little shorty, even though out and about in my daily life, I tend to feel fairly tall.

    And count me as another whose eye color is not easily pinpointed. Sometimes it’s quite blue, sometimes green, sometimes more gray. Depends on lighting, what color I’m wearing, and my hair color.

    My haircolor has always been some variation of dark brown (currently auburn), but these days that’s taking more effort as the grays multiply! When I was young, in the winter especially, my hair frequently appeared almost black.

  38. The Waves

    My eyes are blue, there is no debate, ever. In Finland I have light brown hair, but in Italy, everybody kept calling me “ash blonde” (I have a feeling it must be a phrase translated from Italian). In certain light my hair has a red tint, which confuses a lot of people. (“Did you dye your hair?”)

    I do think that other people’s perceptions can change the way we see ourselves. If I am completely honest, I don’t feel as tall as people see me. I am 5’11”, which I know is tall, but if it wasn’t for people always telling me how tall I am, I probably would feel it as much. Same goes for weight. I feel skinny and self-conscious about it because I hear it so often.

  39. Jackie

    When I was much younger and my hair much lighter, girls used to accuse me of coloring my hair. And I do intentionally use the word “accuse”–they would insist that the color could not possibly be natural. Once, at a salon, a woman in the next chair over told her stylist she wanted my color (as in, “please use the same product on me…”); the stylist did end up holding up the little sample bits to my head to pick whatever was closest. My hair is darker now, but still has natural highlights. I feel it’s edging toward brown, but most still tell me I’m blonde.

    Eye color? I generally claim blue, but they’re really sort of dark grayish blue.

  40. Maria

    My mom is olive-skinned with brown eyes, but I took after my dad with his light coloring (so nobody takes us for mother-daughter at first sight, LOL) – my eyes are green, that green that depends on the stuff you wear (so they can seem blue or gray) and my hair used to be the lovely color of wheat, not so anymore (sigh!), right now I am, according to my stylist, the darkest shade of blonde, bu-u-ut in Italy I was definitely blonde, no doubts about that for Italians! I am 5’3″ (on a good day) but since I wear heels most of the time, most people don’t take me for the shortie that I am / feel in my home country – again, in Italy I felt / was told that my height is average for them. The funny thing is my foot size – I have a relatively large size for my height (38 European), but it doesn’t look that, and salespeople are always, always surprised that I ask them to bring me that size to try on. They even go as far as to ask me whether I am sure I need that size, LOL (yeah, I know shoes can run big or small depending on a brand, but still!)

  41. molly

    This is so interesting! I guess body colors are a matter of degree, whereas our language works in limited categories: blond/brunette/black/red, blue/green/hazel/brown, fair/olive/dark. My hair is a very in-between color, nowhere near blond but definitely not mousy or chestnut, and my eyes might not be truly hazel but they’re no bright or dark brown. (Like yours, my eyes and hair are similar colors.)

    I had lighter hair as a kid and thought of myself as a dark blond, until one day a very blond friend of mine told me that no, my hair was brown, and for some reason I felt bad about that. I didn’t realize so many other people dealt with similar clashes between how they categorize themselves and how others see them.

  42. stephani

    It’s all so subjective. When I was a young teenager, a complete stranger commented on what lovely flaxen hair I had. But I always thought of my hair as dark golden blonde–not what I typically think of as “flaxen,” which would be paler, i.e., the color of flax, dangit! People generally say I have blue eyes, but like many others here, they’re really blue-grey and shift to either grey or teal or aqua depending on whether I’m wearing those colors. I usually say they’re greyish. A lot of people now comment on my hair’s color, calling it red–which it definitely is not in my eyes. It may be a bit reddish in the dark golden blonde spectrum.
    I wonder whether it’s really because I’m wrong and they’re actually seeing my coloring correctly, or whether they just don’t have the right words to describe the coloring they’re actually seeing. But I have to force myself to remember sometimes that other people see me from a completely different perspective than I see myself. And vice versa. Other people tend not to see the details, also. They’re seeing a sketch of me based on a few glances from a few feet away, whereas I’m seeing a detailed photo (at least I think I am) taken with a zoom lens.
    I also truly believe that there are some people who’s eyes don’t recognize the distinctions between different shades of the same color. Whether this is actually possible or not is irrelevant!

  43. Olga

    “He says that the mere fact that I lay claim to that half-inch means I’m short.”

    I’ll have to disagree with Husband Mike on this one! I’m tall and during my teenage years used to always say I was 5 foot 11 3/4 rather than 6 feet tall because 6 feet just seemed giant to me. So maybe using fractions of an inch just means that we’re trying to “adjust” our height or it’s perception?

    On a side note, DH and I are both tea/dogs people. I haven’t considered that connection before though, very interesting.

  44. Tracy

    Last month my usually very observant husband of 13+ years referred to my eyes as brown. He was appalled when I pointed out that they are and always have been green with just a ring of brown, commonly known as hazel. What’s more, his mother always told him his eyes were hazel, when they are clearly blue-green! This “hazel” concept appears to be quite tricky!

  45. MelD

    What an interesting post and comments!
    I am barely 5’2″ but solidly builtmand people are usually surprised when they realise that I’m short, since I’m not petite. However, I find petite pants are too short for me, so I will always have to shorten normal ones πŸ™
    My hair is dark brown with red lights in the sun. I’ve heard it called black, which bugs me! But on photos I guess it does look very dark, however I have to be careful now I’m covering the grey that I don’t too dark a shade or it looks harsh as I have quite fair skin. My eyes are brown. I used to think that was so boring but now I appreciate the deep golden brown colour.
    My two elder daughters have dark green eyes. The eldest’s father had dark blue eyes and it took me years to realise that the dark green came from my side – I turned to speak to my great-uncle and suddenly saw that was his eye colour, too!
    Although my eldest and youngest are both dark, the youngest has chocolate-button eyes, really dark, but she insists (strangely) that hers are lighter than mine, which they most definitely aren’t!
    My middle daughter is fair with the dark green eyes – my husband was fair and his eyes are most definitely mid-green, looked great with his army uniform way back LOL but his family always considered him to have blue-grey eyes, isn’t that funny?! Now he is in his 40s, what hair is left is grey and almost black and nobody believes he was ever blonde!!
    As for height, although I am tiny compared to my husband’s 6’4″, he feels “normal” height because his dad is 6’8″ and hos brother 6’10″… I feel a total dwarf and idiot next to them, especially his mom, who is 6′ and looks elegant in anything, even pyjamas, I get such complexes!
    Otherwise I have learnt and am still learning (mid40s) to love myself, see myself clearly and not hide in tents despite my weight (I am a curvy size 18) and I love Sal’s style!

  46. Shari

    What a great discussion. I really enjoy hearing what other people’s perceptions are depending on whether you are similar or different from the majority population.

    I am of European Jewish heritage. It seems many Jewish people are the most proud of not “looking” stereotypically Jewish. What are those stereotypes? Coarse dark brown hair, brown eyes, prominent nose, darks skin, short. What is most admired? Blonde hair, light eyes, small nose. This is not different from other ethnic groups. How did we Jews get those features? Let’s just say in many cases it was not through voluntary mingling with the greater population, yet those features are prized.

    I am a dark brunette with fair skin, green eyes and smallish nose. (Sometimes people think I have blue eyes when I wear blue.) I’m 5’3″, which on the Jewish scale is pretty tall. (My sister, at 5’7″, is a giant. She has different coloring from me, darker skin, brown eyes, auburn hair, but we look similar). We always prided ourselves on not looking “Jewish.” Until one day, a friend of my sister made the comment to us, “You guys think you don’t look Jewish, but guess what, you do.” Which, I decided is fine with me.

    As one of my great co-religionists once said, “You are what you is.” Indeed.

  47. pretty (face)

    I’m sure I’ve posted something related to this on my blog before, about how for years I refused to wear green because I thought that next to the green of the clothes, my eyes looked less green and over the years people always insisted they were brown. It took away something I liked about myself. Now I’ve realised that’s stupid, and if i find something that I like that’s green, I’ll wear it. It looks great with my red/ginger/auburn/brown hair.

  48. Sara

    You are spot on, Sal, with your thoughts in this post. We see ourselves and see others through our own lenses, and we bring very different frames of reference to that vision. I try to keep that in mind, and though it’s not an easy thing to articulate, you do it well here.

    I will say that many people have turned to me when I’m in flats (though they have seen me in flats many times in the past) and have said, “Funny, I thought you were taller.” Big shoes can be very tricky!

  49. Lauren

    this perception discussion thing happened at our house very recently when my BIL bought over his new girlfriend for dinner to meet me and my husband (his brother).

    BIL has blond hair with of strawberry undertones, my husband has auburn hair and a very red beard.

    BIL still thinks if himself as a red head because he was as a child even though he turned really blond by the time he was a teen, while husband always had auburn hair but when the red beard showed up after puberty it really brings the red out in his hair, making him look like red-head.

    It lead to the discussion of perception and a playful conversation of who can claim the reddest hair in the family.

  50. joann, sidewalk chic

    The idea that our hang-ups are probably only imagined by us is an empowering feeling. Thanks for the reminder of perception vs. reality.

    And Sal, I could have sworn you were at least 5 foot 8. You always look so tall in your photos! I’m 5 foot 4 and a half, and that half inch is important to me too πŸ™‚

  51. Laura

    You got to meet Dar Williams? Awesome.

    My husband’s 6’6″ so he’s useless at assessing anyone else’s height. Everyone shorter than him is short, which is about 99% of the people in the world. I’m taller than average (5’9″ or 5’10” depending on the day) but he makes me feel short.

    My eyes are hazel, so they look different in different lights and with differently-colored tops.

  52. sarah

    DAR?!?! WILLLIAMS??!??! *squeeeeee!* I want a post from you JUST to hear ALL about that. (would it be too off topic?) ye gawds I love me some Dar.

    no debate about my eyes/hair, either. Dark brown, dark brown. Some people say my eyes are black, and I say, “okay, whatevs.” Without strong sunlight shining into them, it can be pretty hard to discern my iris from my pupil, so sure, black, fine.

    Funny, I have always been incredibly jealous of fairer folk whose lighter-coloured eyes shift colour with their moods or with what they’re wearing. I never considered that it would be a point of contention or argument!

  53. Tracey

    I have red hair. This has always been a major part of my identity, and a feature that I prize because it is relatively unique. My children, when little, insisted my hair was brown, but I was really upset when the lady at the Clinique counter also denied that my hair was red. With age, the red has dulled, and now I color it to keep this part of my self-identity intact!

    I teach biology and students definitely love to talk about outwardly manifested physical traits and genetics behind them, but for most traits the genetics is not as easily deciphered as what we learn in school with Punnett squares. In terms of biology, although we humans appear very diverse on the outside, those traits are indeed quite superficial & mask both the biological sameness we all share because we are humans, as well as the diversity that truly matters, our unique perspectives & experiences. But we are also a visually-oriented species, so these things do matter to us.

    • Sal

      Beautifully said, Tracey.

      Also I must take this opportunity to say that, much as I adore biology – and I really, truly do – I am SO PLEASED that I never have to do another Punnett square. πŸ˜‰

  54. sarah

    oh, and on the tall thing – perhaps more serious. In my early 20s, I no longer considered men who were shorter than me all that attractive – or if I did find them attractive, it was with a lingering sense of “what a waste that he’s so short.” I learned in high school and college that many men can’t handle dating a tall woman. I had serious boyfriends who were otherwise very grounded, cool individuals tell me that I should not wear heels because they made me “too tall.” I am hunched and slouching in all my high school photos, I even caved and wore flats to prom.

    So, even though my husband is one of the good ones – though only an inch taller than me, he celebrates my height and encourages me to wear whatever crazy heels I want, regardless of who’s taller in the photo – I think I developed this as a defensive mechanism. I’ll be out with my single girlfriends and if they are talking about cute guys, it’s funny how differently we will perceive the pools of men available for inspection in any given space. I literally do not see/consider anyone under 6′ in the room.

  55. Gabriella

    I always argue with people who claim my hair is black, when I’m sure it is dark brown (espresso colored). I guess it’s not that big of a deal, I have nothing against black hair, but it still annoys me. lol! πŸ™‚

    Check out my blog: Principessa Gabriella

  56. S. of Narrowly Tailored

    I’m often struggling to remind myself of just how much about my appearance is relative in this way. I seem “short” to husband D. and my MIL, but to my own mum, who is 2.5″ shorter (see, I claim the half-inch, too), I seem awfully tall. I’ve been particularly conscious of this lately, as my body changes in early pregnancy; what feels “abnormal” to me is surely someone else’s everyday, pregnant or not, and I’ve been trying to both conceptualize and describe these changes in a way that’s sensitive to that and remains body positive (inwardly and outwardly). My eyes, though, are green. Really. I swear!

  57. Pamela

    I love reading your blog daily. You have great insight and gave me inspiration to start my own blog so thank you!

  58. rb

    I’m 5’10”. Pretty easy to measure, and objective, not subjective. Yet I’ve had people argue with me about my height. People shorter than me think I’m taller than 5’10”. People taller than me think I’m shorter. I’m kind of like, WTF? Why would you think you know better than my doctor? And why do you care?

    I have blue/grey eyes that tend to reflect what I’m wearing or the weather (blue vs. gray sky) so I’ve been complimented on my ‘green’ eyes as often as I’ve been complimented on my ‘blue’ eyes. That one doesn’t bother me.

    And my hair is pretty much the color of yours, but I’ve been called a redhead before. ??

  59. coffeeaddict

    Hit the nail on this topic again!
    And yes, from the pictures you’ve shown us, husband Mike is dark blond. No doubt about it. And I’d say at 5β€² 5β€³ (with or without the half inch) you are truly medium high/nearing the taller end of the spectrum.
    I love to listen to how people describe themselves, I find it tremendously informative. The way we see ourselves says a lot abot our personality. I’m also of the brown/brown combination, though my eyes have little specks of green, only noticeable in intense sunlight. For the longest time ever I’ve wanted to have green eyes, still do actually. I even wore tinted contacts for a while. And my hair has progressed from childhood hazel brown to adult dark chestnut brown.
    As for that dog/cat, coffee/tea dilemma: is it possible we solved the mystery once and for all??! I’m definetly a cat person and there can be no doubt as to the beverage of my choice πŸ˜‰

  60. Jak

    I happen to live in the land of giants so I’m viewed as short around here. However, whenever I go to a place that has far less Norwegians inhabiting it I feel positively tall (at 5’5).

    I’m blond, but I’m the type of blond that will actually take on the color of those around me. There’s a picture of me with a strawberry blond and guess what color my hair is in the picture? Around more brown-haired friends I look darker in color. When getting a haircut I think it was referred to as “champagne blond”, meaning that it’s a light, greyish blond.

    My eyes are blue, but black clothing gives it a more grey cast and olive green will turn them green. When in a more neutral-type color casting they’re obviously blue, though; bright blue with a dark ring around the outside of the iris.

  61. rb

    oh, way OT but speaking of eye color,

    my son was born with blue eyes, which was no surprise because his dad and I both have blue eyes, and according to the Mendelian two-gene model, bb (blue) should be the only eye color possible. So that’s what we expected him to have.
    However, as he’s getting older, and he’s only 8 now, his eyes are getting darker and darker. They’re at the point now where no one would call them blue. Most people think they are brown.

    I did some reading on this (because I know for a fact that my very blue-eyed hubby is his dad ,and heck, he CAME OUT of blue-eyed me!)

    and there are two things –

    1) the Mendelian model is over-simplified. There are secondary ‘influencing’ genes on eye color that can override the supposedly blue blue recessive thing, and
    2) he probably does have blue eyes, or at least genetically blue eyes, but they are so heavily pigmented they appear brown

    Which, by the way – caucasian brown hair is really just heavily pigmented blond hair, according to the genetic stuff I was reading.

    Only really dark brown, ‘ethnic’ brown hair is genetically brown.

    So to those brunettes who are mistaken for blondes, or vice versa, you’re actually sort of both right. πŸ™‚

  62. Jenny

    My husband has been going grey ever since he was about 16, and now is completely grey. He still thinks of himself as having brown hair, however, and this recently came up at the DMV, when he was filling out eye and hair color. He put “brown” and the lady looked at him like “Are you crazy?” Then she just smiled and said, “Let’s put silver, honey.” Yeah! Silver like a FOX.

  63. Kate

    This is so interesting! I myself don’t have this issue (being Asian, the only room for ambiguity is whether I have black or dark brown hair), but I once had a college roommate who was mortally offended when I described her hair color as “blonde”. (After all, a number of friends and neighbours described her hair as “strawberry blonde”.) “It’s red, you b****!” was her indignant reply when I asked for clarification. At the time, I thought she was just being contrary because she disliked me. I did not realise that some women do care so much about a word labelling (not even affecting) such a small aspect of their appearance. My own boyfriend’s eye colour changes between green, gray and a dark gold depending on lighting conditions. A couple of my Asian friends’ skin colour has been described as “white” by darker friends and “yellow” by paler friends. It’s all very amusing to me.

  64. Jen

    Love this post-and all of the replies! I had to laugh, because it reminded me about my grandmother’s comments on my height while I was growing up. One grandmother is tall and very thin, the other was short (4’11”) and curvy. I was very close to my shorter and sassy grandma. I always said I wanted to be short just like her-then I could wear high heels as much as I wanted. (I was six when I started saying this) My tall grandma would scold me for these statements saying things like “only tall girls are considered pretty.”

    Well, 20+ years later I never got taller than 5’3″, love that my legs are short, I can shop both the petite and regular sections, wear heels all the time, and have inherited my short grandma’s “curves for days.” My very tall husband loves my tiny stature, and while it does drive me nuts that only the sixth grade students are shorter than me at work, I wouldn’t trade it for anything!

  65. isidore

    After several years with my boyfriend, I found out that he thought his dark brown hair was black… because he’d never taken a good look in the mirror at any time other than right after getting out of the shower!

  66. Iona K

    Hmm, this is interesting! I mistake other people’s eye colour all the time so i don’t feel offended if someone gets mine wrong! When I was little I had greyish eyes and used to wish and wish for green eyes, and lo and behold, they turned green. Kindof sludgy green, but green nonetheless. They look incredible if I’ve been crying – every cloud has a silver lining I guess…

    No-one ever mistakes my hair colour though, it ranges from ash blonde to white blonde depending on the sun exposure. And I’m rather vain about it πŸ˜‰

    A lot of commenters have pointed out how our perception of our height depends on those around us. i’d never thought of that but it’s so true!

  67. Eleanorjane

    Throughout most of my childhood and teens I desperately wanted red hair and green eyes like Anne of Green Gables. Thanks to the miracle of dye I can go someway towards the red but it’s a bit iffy as my natural colouring is very dark brown hair and eyes with pale (slighly freckly) skin.

  68. Holly

    Sally, I’m almost exactly the same height as you and you are not short! I thought I was short for years which I partially attribute to the fact that my dad is 6’2 (his family is all blonde Norwegian giants) and although I am the oldest I am shorter than both my brother and sister.

    I am however a dancer and among dancers I am considered tall. A height of circa 5’5 seems to be able to easily perceived as tall OR short depending on the observer. A response I like to give when I am told I am short is that my legs go all the way to the ground.

    On another note, I am a redhead on the side of strawberry blonde and my hair is less obviously red than it used to be now that I am in the second half on my 20s. It makes me sad when people tell me I’m not really a ginger (roughly half call me such and the other half deny it). I try to explain that the fact that the sun is not kind to red does not change the mutation that causes red hair and redhead skin (fragile, pale, often acne prone and freckled) but it doesn’t often convince.

    And half inches totally count.

  69. Megan Leigh

    I always get a kick out of what other people think about my “coloring”. I have tan/olive skin that darkens easily, so I’m never not tan. My hair is that non-descript blonde/brown color. Depending on the day (and frankly if it’s been washed recently…lol), it either looks goldeny dark blonde, or a light/medium brown. If someone is ever trying to guess my heritage, they usually go for Italian. But I’m really German and Norweigian!

    My eye color can be pretty tricky. On my driver’s license it says brown, and if you just looked at me my eyes simply look dark. Some people have even said black. But when you look at them in the light, they’re really green with a little bit of brown around the pupil. I like to think of the green as my little secret!

    oh and since people have posted their heights, I’m evenly 5’6″. But I come from a family of tall people, only my mom is shorter than me (5’4″). So I think of myself more as short than tall. It also doesn’t help that all my height is in my torso, so I have to buy the short lengths in jeans and pants.

    I think it’s interesting when I compare myself to my brother and sister. we all look alike, but my sister is more blonde and has hazel/blue eyes. Our brother was a redhead (now more dirty blonde) and freckly with distinctly brown eyes. Just goes to show what a bunch of mutts we all really are! πŸ˜‰

  70. Sarah

    I’ve been following your blog for a little while now and I really enjoy looking at the outfits you post and I LOVE your philosophy. So encouraging. This post compelled me to come out the “lurking zone” and into the light. Thanks for being honest when you said, “And even beyond matters of relativity, these kinds of discussions make me realize that other people may not look at me and see acne and cellulite, small boobs and big hips.”

    My immediate thought? Big hips? What are you talking about??? Those are the kinds of things I say about myself, the kinds of things I’m SURE other people notice…when really, they probably don’t. Like me, reading your blog. I’m usually thinking, “Wow, she’s really cute. I wish I looked that cute.”

  71. Emme

    People always think my eyes are brown or hazel, but they aren’t. They’re green. It’s just a dark green, and since I have khaki-brownish hair they think they’re brown. For me, I get disgruntled because it’s not *right* and people insist on arguing with me about it, even though my red-green colorblind father can tell my eyes are green. Just because they aren’t super light colored!

  72. bbleeker

    I have grey/green eyes, which I like because it is a bit unusual. Though if you really look at them, all people’s eyes are unique (and beautiful, like living gems). My hair used to be dark blond, but it’s a nice silvery grey now.

    I’m 173 cm (5’8″, which is actually a bit on the short side here in the Netherlands, but I’ve thought of myself as tall for a long time, because in the last year or 2 of primary school I grew a bit faster than the other girls, and so I was taller than most for a while.

    I’ve never noticed any correspondence between liking tea and cats or coffee and dogs. I like both coffee and tea, and I like both cats and dogs (especially cats, though).

  73. Frankincensy

    Ah, the quarter-inch thing. I used to be 5’6.75″ exactly and was too hung up on precision to just say 5’7″, but then I grew another quarter inch and the problem disappeared. πŸ™‚

    My worst misperceptions seem to happen when I compare myself to other people in terms of size. Twice, I’ve had conversations that went like this:

    “X is really slim, she’s much smaller than me.”
    “No, she’s not. Actually, you’re smaller than her.”
    “…excuse me?!”

  74. JavaChick

    Being 5 feet tall myself, I will agree that you are not short. πŸ™‚

    My eyes are hazel, the often look very green so I’m willing to go with green.

    I was born with coppery red hair that has darkened in recent years (I am almost 41). Summer before last, a recent acquaintance complemented me, saying the color I was wearing looked good on me. I replied that it was a red head thing and she said she never thought of me as a red head. That really took me by surprise because I have always been red head and still think of myself as a red head, even though my hair is more auburn now.

  75. Jennifer

    My goodness, my fiance tells me I’m short too! And I’m 5’5″ish… so in around the same boat as you are. I’m the same height as or taller than most females I know (and he isn’t exactly a giant… around 5’8″ or 9″, though he’d tell you he’s taller). I don’t think I’m tall by any means, but certainly not short! I did have one friend call me tall while we were discussing wedding dresses one day… and when she noticed my confusion and I told her I am only 5’5″ she looked at me and said “well, you SEEM tall!”. Which struck me as odd because she was standing across the table from me when she said it and she’s around my height, but whatever. πŸ˜›

    Also, my hair is that in between color that is neither brown nor blonde, in my opinion. I also have bonus red highlights in my hair, so I guess I have a trifecta of colors (all natural, I have never dyed my hair, though I’ve been wanting to… I’m too afraid). I didn’t know what to write down when I last had my driver’s license renewed.

    My eyes are definitely blue, though sometimes greyish. They are never mistaken for anything else. πŸ™‚

  76. Erin

    As cool as you are, I knew you’d like Dar Williams. πŸ™‚

    I am five foot six and always think of myself as tall. My eyes are bluish greenish gray and my hair is reddish blondish brown. Seriously. I’ve been describing myself this way since I was about 12.

  77. Cristina

    Both my husband and I have green eyes, and I always thought my son had green eyes too. Until, one day when he came home from school and told me his teacher said he has brown eyes :(. I don’t care what she told him, they look green to me

  78. Laura

    I have golden blonde hair, and I’ve been called a strawberry blonde before.
    I’m 5’8 and short people always think I’m really tall, but I feel like a dwarf amongst the men in my family. I have blueish greyish greenish eyes but most people call them blue.