Spinning on that dizzy edge

sincerely don't understand why women dye their hair bleach blond when they could be auburn instead.

This was probably rhetorical (*grin*), but I actually can't dye my hair red. Because it's already kind of a strawberry blonde, any attempts to make it more red turn it pink, sadly. I think platinum may be easier for a lot of people.

That said, my ideal on beauty has always been light auburn hair, perfect pale skin, and big lips. I think because it's something I come close to (blond hair with a bit of red, pale-but-very-imperfect skin, and biggish lips) but don't quite achieve. So I kind of covet the way I could look, if only I were prettier.

My mental image of "Mary Sue" seems to have no physical features, just perhaps a perky 80s ish girl in the Trek uniform with bouncy hair. (I can't seem to divorce the image from its origins, I guess.)