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Apr 14, 2010

Redhead #9 - Cousin Itt's Cousin - Another Redhead Shunned

Allow me to introduce myself. I am the ugly redheaded step cousin of the infamous Cousin Itt. But ugly no more!! I am finally being appreciated for my long luscious locks…a gorgeous mane of redness once thought to be associated with the devil himself. I admit, I am no angel, but to be overlooked for so many years while my cousin reaped success…for what? That mousy brown mane? People, come on. What were they thinking????

I’ll never forget that fateful day in front of the casting director. I brushed and brushed and brushed, hoping my red locks would outshine my cousin’s dreary mane. The director touched my hair. I knew he felt the silkiness and texture that can only be describe as al dente. Then he slowly moved over to my cousin and performed the same test. Then came the whispers. “It will overpower the scenes. We’ll have to be careful with the lighting.” I don’t remember exactly what happened next but I began to run, not even bothering to pick up my hair…something I’ve done naturally since birth. I ran and tripped and ran and tripped and ran and tripped until… I woke up in a very comfortable white jacket, hugging myself as I laid in a narrow bed surrounded by padded walls. I had no recollection of what happened to me after my last tumble. A TV was hanging from a wall above me. I looked up and saw my cousin on TV. I closed my eyes and told myself my day would come.

Years later, as fate would have it, there was a wonderful lady name Anne who also lived in one of the rooms down the hall. She had a knack with the camera and let’s just say, the rest is history.

Photography  (c) 2010 Anne Lindsay Photography  All Rights Reserved
Story  (c) 2009 Noelle Bortfeld All Rights Reserved
Cousin Itt's Cousin : Kaitlin

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