“Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.”

“She was sitting on her own long blonde hair, which Susannah had noted came to just under her rear, cupping it in a provocative way.”

“Her name is Denise, and she has green eyes and red hair. Well, this week. Last week her hair was dyed blonde, and she had blue eyes. Or maybe that was a different woman. I don’t know. All I know is that she is my soul mate.”

“Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet eyes meeting his gaze. For a moment, he lost all coherent thought.”

“She was a lovely blonde, with fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on her head, and her pearls were in her mouth.”

“Her problem wasn't she was a dumb blonde, it was she wasn't a blonde and she wasn't dumb.”