Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

“Play it right, you’ll be mayor next year.” “I don’t need to be mayor,” I said flat. “I already run the city.” He laughed nervously. “Yeah, but legally helps.” A blonde in a red satin dress sauntered over. Smile too white. Voice too sweet. “Don Vittorio,” she purred, the blonde croaked now. Her fake lashes looked like wings about to fly off. “It’s such a pleasure.” “Mmm.” I smiled politely, eyes dead. “The pleasure’s all mine.”

A redhead that’s not hot as hell, gets her hair colour from a bottle as well. But this is not fake. This is her hair colour for real. Blonde with a ‘dangerous’ shade of red. But even if it is not from a bottle, she absolutely has to contain herself. Behave. Keep control, even if her body is on sudden a pace of it’s own! This is a farm. They are part of a small community. Here is no place for one-night stands or short-lived affairs. And what’s more. There is absolutely no use to fall head over heal again for the wrong man again.

She blushed. Someone else stare right back at her and that someone was so beautiful. The blonde wig fits her almost tan olive skin and she looks beautiful. Elsa knew she look beautiful but then this new Blondie that was staring right back at me is different. "Let's go. Mr. Colorado is waiting for you." Elsa stood up to her feet and almost trip on the heels but the stylist hold her at once to keep her steady. "Are you sure you can walk with this?" She asked with a stupid smirk.

*** "you do know you are kidnapping me it's illegal I can sue you!" "oh god she sure shouts a lot," the tall guy asked well two had brown hair and one had black hair while the last one had blonde hair all of them were extremely tall, And even after shouting at them the whole half hour no one told me their name so well they are tall guy, blacky, Blondy, browny yea that suits them! Yay! "you know I am right here! " "you don't let us forget that! Do you think we should even cover her mouth"

“Rosie would freak out. And I wouldn’t even know what color to pick.” Sarah waved it off. “That’s why we’re here. I’m sure Pam can think of something,” she smiled at the stylist. “Of course,” Pam said, stepping in. “What do you think about blonde like Sarah here?” Blonde? I blinked at my reflection. Me? Blonde? No way. Sarah spoke before I could say anything. “No. There has to be only one blonde between the two of us, and I’m the resident blonde here.” I let out a small laugh.

Dana threw the question back at her “I don’t know.” Blonde was close to her current hair colour and Brunette looked different. “Then get both” The lady advised with a cheeky smile. Lara looked at Dana “Get the blonde. In that way, even if you hair was to come off it wouldn’t look odd” Lara nodded her head “Makes sense” She turned to the lady and said “Pack this for me now” The lady looked at Lara and asked “Are you in serious trouble?” She didn’t know why the lady asked her this but she still nodded.

It smelled of bleach and privilege. On the sink, waiting like an accusation, sat a bottle. Professional-grade hair lightener. Stark white. The kind that didn’t just color—it erased. Marcella picked it up, turning it in her fingers like a relic. “They expect a blonde,” she said simply. “So you’ll be one.” Amara’s breath caught.

Noticing Eugene's gaze, the woman smiled deeply as she gathered her blonde hair and flipped it toward Eugene. "You like? Not dye." The woman pulled Eugene's hand to let him touch her hair. Eugene, with a serious blonde fetish, could discern natural blonde hair from dyed hair with uncanny accuracy. This was definitely natural blonde hair, not dyed. The hair smelled of strong perfume. "Yes?" the woman asked. "Yes," Eugene confirmed quietly as he subtly withdrew his hand from the woman's blonde hair. The woman then caught his hand again and pulled it toward her chest. "These are also not fake."

Trying to look like someone else. I wear the blonde wig that's really long. I arrange the hairline and I'm good to continue, I curl the strands of the blonde hair. Once I'm through, I comb out the curls to turn into waves and I already look different. Blonde is always a killer look. I apply make up, thick and heavy, and it fits my complexion. After successfully putting on the blue contacts and thick eyelashes, I apply red lipstick to top the look. God, I look different. Wild and ready to party and have sex. That's the look. I run my fingers through the waves and flash a smile at my reflection. I spent another minute covering Asa's hickeys and every of his marks.

The hairdresser was a kind woman, my mother just brushed her hair and I wanted to do something different. 一 Have you thought about what you want my love? Yes, I want my hair and my eyebrows in a light brown color. Your request is my command. My hair was a dark brown color and many times my mother told me it was dark as night, I really wanted to change and the first step would be the hair. She started bleaching my hair, which I didn't think was necessary, but she was the professional and after 30 minutes my hair was already completely blonde, my scalp itched and burned, but according to the hairdresser Sheila this was normal and here we went for another hour.