I'll be honest, I notice blondes before I notice gals with other hair color; however, when it comes to bedding young ladies, it matters not. Sometimes it is fun to see if the carpet matches the drapes.
After exchanging several emails with someone I met online and had not met in person yet, she asked what hair color I liked. I said blonds. She said good, because she was a blond and thought it a waste of a good blond to date someone who does not like blonds.
Perhaps it's because with the exception of one blonde, all the ladies in my life have been brunettes (I did date one redhead among those brunettes...never should've let that firecracker get away ).
In my heart of hearts, I crave slim hipped brunettes but on the lists of lusts hair color means little to me. On 2010 my heart was stolen by 3 blondes and 1 redhead. Why be judgmental?
All of my knee jerk chemical reactions have involved brunettes, so if I am true to myself I must say brunettes. Now let me tell you about Blonde Courtney at Hooters who sets my heart aflutter.