Red is my color. Or so I’m told. Maybe I’ve simply conditioned friends to associate me with red because I’ve dyed my hair for the past three years. It’s a blessing and a curse to have colored hair; ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I was born a natural redhead. But as the years went by, my hair color faded away, and now I need extra help from my beautician to keep my hair red. My entire life, strangers have ...

Dear Miss Manners: Self-service fountain machines at pizza parlors and delis have the different sugary sodas labeled with big buttons, while there are often smaller black “water” and “soda” buttons ...

My hair has always been my pride and joy. Hairdressers would fawn over how long and thick it was. It was glossy, healthy and an unremarkable shade of light brown. But it never really felt like “me”.

At some point, when Boris Johnson allowed it, we went back to my husband's family home for Christmas. Everyone was sitting in his grandma's living room. “You’re such a bonny lass,” she said. So far, ...

I walk out of my dorm in my polka-dot pajamas and short-sleeved crushed watermelon T-shirt to get myself some food. Halfway to the Ratty, I realize I have made a pathetic decision. I pull my phone out ...

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Dear Abby: My husband and I have been together for 16 years and have what I consider to be a happy marriage. My question concerns ongoing conversations we have been having about my hair color. The ...