Top 50 Blonde Hair Quotes

I have dark blonde hair – and it needs help. I went darker, when I was 18, in one of those ‘I’m 18, and I can do what I want’ moments. It’s been that way ever since.

My long, blonde hair has been my trademark ever since I started modelling in the Seventies, when I was scouted sunbathing in St Tropez.

I do, I kick major butt in ‘Dredd.’ I get to kill people. I break a guy’s neck by roundhouse kicking him in the face. It was me, I did it. I learned how to roundhouse kick. I also do it with my hands cuffed behind my back so it’s pretty cool I have to say. Yeah, leather body suit, blonde hair, the whole thing.

During my days as a soccer player, my teammates used to call me ‘Touch’ because I have a touch of blonde hair on my forehead which is a birth mark. But now swimming is my favourite sport.

I eventually grew into a pre-teen Marilyn Munster, that being the only option I could find that allowed for a) blonde hair, b) a fondness for frilly pink things and wearing ribbons in your hair, and c) hanging out with monsters.

We’ve got 400,000 girls with beach-y blonde hair, the same nose, gigantic lips, implants in their cheeks, and little Chicklets for teeth. Are they really prettier?

At the age of seven, I wanted a doll with blonde hair and blue eyes like other girls in my class. But my father gave me a black doll and said ‘black is beautiful.’ Telling this to a seven-year-old was quite peculiar, but these were the values we inherited from him.

It was a reaction to when I was growing up, and women were supposed to be all blonde hair, gold suntan, and pink lips. It was a real black-and-white opposite of what was considered attractive. I was kicking against something I found really oppressive.

I like the French kind of style because it’s simple and minimal. I have blonde hair and big lips, and when I do too much I think sometimes I don’t look very well, you know?

Bin Laden is living in the United States, and he has blonde hair. He’s probably got some type of eating disorder. And he drinks too much, and then occasionally writes an op-ed under the name Ann Coulter.

I grew up in a predominantly Caucasian community, and most of my friends had blonde hair and blue eyes. So I was always straightening my hair, wearing colored contacts, and I never tanned, if I could help it.

I’m extremely proud of being Latin; it’s a big part of my life. It’s not something I outwardly promote, just like I don’t outwardly promote that I have green eyes and blonde hair. It’s a part of who I am. I love the richness of the culture I grew up within.

When I was modeling in Japan, I could blend in a little because of my hair, but my roommates with blonde hair got harassed. People would touch their hair and grope them in the subway. Actually, a lot of groping happens in the subway in Japan, but that’s probably true of subways everywhere.

I think I’ve been completely underestimated in the past because of my blonde hair.

I do know that people treat me different with blonde hair than they do with red hair.

Hanson will be associated with ‘MMMBop’ and long blonde hair in the same way the Beatles are associated with mop tops and suits.

I was a big Guns N’ Roses fan when I was seven. My friend who lived across the street had long dark curly hair and I had long blonde hair, so I’d dress up as Axl and she’d be Slash, and we’d rock out in front of the mirror singing ‘Patience.’

People thought that I had all the money in the world and that I was this little perfect princess posing with her hand on her hip and her blonde hair and her curls.

At the age of seven, I wanted a doll with blonde hair and blue eyes like other girls in my class. But my father gave me a black doll and said ‘black is beautiful.’ Telling this to a seven-year-old was quite peculiar, but these were the values we inherited from him.

I remember, when I was ten, I wanted to look like Em. I had the bleached blonde hair.

Just because I’ve got blonde hair and haven’t been to Bosnia doesn’t mean I’m a bimbo. I am still a serious journalist.

I’m extremely proud of being Latin; it’s a big part of my life. It’s not something I outwardly promote, just like I don’t outwardly promote that I have green eyes and blonde hair. It’s a part of who I am. I love the richness of the culture I grew up within.

It was a reaction to when I was growing up, and women were supposed to be all blonde hair, gold suntan, and pink lips. It was a real black-and-white opposite of what was considered attractive. I was kicking against something I found really oppressive.

I was traveling on our tour bus through Europe and I was thinking I want to have long blonde hair.

When I have really blonde hair, I usually go for a more natural look, wearing way less makeup.

Sadly, I’m not a natural redhead. But, I prefer my red hair to my blonde hair.

I dyed my hair blonde when I was 13 because I wanted to be like my mum and my gran, who both have blonde hair.

People associate girls with long blonde hair with the girls in ‘Clueless’ or ‘Legally Blonde.’ You can’t be smart and educated and have an opinion because you are supposed to be stupid.

Usually, somebody’s size is not even in the top five things they would say about themselves. Because there’s so much more going on than if they have blonde hair or are a size 12.

I was blessed with blonde hair and a baby face – well, I don’t know if you’d call that blessed – I don’t even remember when I started shaving.

I remember when I first saw Whoopi Goldberg doing standup, and she was wearing a sheet on her head, basically pretending to be this little white girl with long luxurious blonde hair. Everyone can relate to that. It’s an oral history of black women’s lives through laughter.

I eventually grew into a pre-teen Marilyn Munster, that being the only option I could find that allowed for a) blonde hair, b) a fondness for frilly pink things and wearing ribbons in your hair, and c) hanging out with monsters.

‘Unforgiven’ gave me the opportunity to be a complete changeling: the blonde hair, the research that I did at the prison. It changed the perception of me.

I paint German artists whom I admire. I paint their pictures, their work as painters, and their portraits too. But oddly enough, each of these portraits ends up as a picture of a woman with blonde hair. I myself have never been able to work out why this happens.

I’m lucky because I had blonde hair for a while for this TV show I was doing – they had me dye my hair blonde – and every audition I was going out for was bleach blonde. The mean girl, the pretty girlfriend, and the dumb cheerleader.

We’ve got 400,000 girls with beach-y blonde hair, the same nose, gigantic lips, implants in their cheeks, and little Chicklets for teeth. Are they really prettier?

We try to stay as open-minded about casting as possible. When you’re getting things down on paper, you might even avoid writing down a name, let alone if they have blonde hair or this or that, to stop.

I never have had blonde hair. I have never had straight hair. I never wear pink clothes or spray tan and I never wore heels to school.

Bin Laden is living in the United States, and he has blonde hair. He’s probably got some type of eating disorder. And he drinks too much, and then occasionally writes an op-ed under the name Ann Coulter.

In ‘Thor,’ that was my own hair. I grew it out. But I have naturally curly, blonde hair, so I’ll never look like that. By the time I got to ‘The Avengers,’ I had come off two other films, which required me to have it very short. So I dyed it again and it was long enough to use a part of my hairline.

I have six brothers and sisters. We all look totally different: blonde hair, curly hair, green eyes, dark eyes, dark skin, light skin. It’s just how it is.

I was a punk rocker when I was a teenager. I wanted to look like Nancy Spungen. I had dyed blonde hair and lots of piercings.

I think my wife saw a picture of the rock group Journey, and they’re kind of aging, and the one guy had dyed blonde hair with black roots, and… my idea was to get a little earring, I wanted to have a dangling earring.

I was a punk rocker when I was a teenager. I wanted to look like Nancy Spungen. I had dyed blonde hair and lots of piercings.

Just because I’ve got blonde hair and haven’t been to Bosnia doesn’t mean I’m a bimbo. I am still a serious journalist.

My long, blonde hair has been my trademark ever since I started modelling in the Seventies, when I was scouted sunbathing in St Tropez.

I was blessed with blonde hair and a baby face – well, I don’t know if you’d call that blessed – I don’t even remember when I started shaving.

I have six brothers and sisters. We all look totally different: blonde hair, curly hair, green eyes, dark eyes, dark skin, light skin. It’s just how it is.

I do, I kick major butt in ‘Dredd.’ I get to kill people. I break a guy’s neck by roundhouse kicking him in the face. It was me, I did it. I learned how to roundhouse kick. I also do it with my hands cuffed behind my back so it’s pretty cool I have to say. Yeah, leather body suit, blonde hair, the whole thing.

I have blonde hair and blue eyes, and whenever I tell people I’m Greek, they don’t believe me.