It took us forever to name our blog, when in fact, the name we went with was there all along. We spent a hungover Sunday laying in bed brainstorming until our heads hurt (like hurt more than they already did from the Jager bombs we so foolishly thought we could handle the night before). It seemed we could think of everything but a blog title. At one point we had clever names for a brewery, a chip wagon, and a clothing line. But blog? Couldn’t think of a dang thing.
We have referred to ourselves as bronze & gold since before Instagram existed to make it a go-to hashtag. It originally began as a reflection our own personal affinities with our recessive genes and the hair colours they blessed us with. Were we full of ourselves? Absolutely. If there was a podium we’d have claimed the hair colour medals we had so egotistically rewarded ourselves with.
Thinking back, we may even owe the start of our friendship to our hair colours. We met at a high school basketball tryout back in 2006. The first words spoken were “Oh my goodness, I love your hair… I’m Teal by the way”. We ended up on different basketball teams but quickly bonded at cross country practices over our love of hockey players, (ok one hockey player in particular). And the rest is history!
Mad: I can’t remember a time when having red hair hasn’t been a huge part of my identity. From tales of my parent’s surprise when I came out with a glowing orange halo, to jokes about the milk man, to accompanying my mom to the hair salon and being asked what number I’d used, to fired up fits of emotion, a redhead is what I am through and through. So much so that I won the county speech competition in Grade 6 on the very topic. It’s a distinguishing factor that often has me looking around the room to notice that I am the only person with flaming locks. Distinguishing for it’s physical attributes, obviously, but also for the social implications of being a ginger. Elementary school is when redheads are at the receiving end of teases and jokes: The girl who has ended up being a lifelong bestfriend of mine turned on me one day in Grade 1 and giggled over the bus seat: “Hey carrot top, why don’t you go play with your friends in the garden?” I remember thinking, a) God that was clever , and b) how mean!! then crying about it all night until my mom called her mom. Darby is a best friend of mine to this day probably for her incredible wit and loyalty. We’ll consider that day on Tommy’s bus a lapse in judgment given the fact that, while she is a blonde curly sue herself, she ironically stems from an entire family of gingers. Hey, atleast I wouldn’t have been too lonely in the garden, Darb! It took me awhile but I finally came to realize that having red hair was a pretty special thing that people pay a lot of money to have. I realized that my admirers extended beyond my grandparents and the ladies at the hair salon. I realized that Julia Roberts is smokin’ hot in Pretty Woman and that looking like her now is worth all the jokes in public school!
Teal: My hair colour has always been a big piece of my identity. As a platinum blonde, I have experienced the “blonde stereotype” and been the punchline of too many dumb blonde jokes to count. However, I like to think that I am able to break these stereotypes and define myself by what I do rather than the initial thought people may have when they notice my hair colour. I love to learn and have always said that if I ever won the lottery, I would attend school for the rest of my life. I also play a sport that has most people expressing “you play hockey??” Excuse my research background for slipping through but a study published in Nature Genetics in 2014 (Guenther et al) showed that a single genetic variation is responsible for hair colour. This genetic change only affects the hair follicle, supporting that hair colour is really only skin deep and not linked to intelligence. All of that being said, I am perfectly happy to contribute to the second blonde stereotype because it’s true… we really do have more fun! ;)
Throughout our lifetimes and over the past nine years, we have both undergone, and are still undergoing, countless changes in our journeys to find our passions, achieve our goals, and experience life to the fullest! Amidst all of this change, though, there are two things that have remained constant: our friendship and our hair colours. And we don’t see either changing anytime soon! bronze & gold was the natural choice for the title of our blog. As 20-somethings we hope that bronze & gold will still represent our most defining features for many years to come. At least, we don’t anticipate having to change the title of our blog to double silver anytime soon.
Lots of love,
Mad & Teal