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As a blond Brooke immediately noticed the difference in how she was treated. Brunette Brooke was dismissed as the juniour cub reporter. Her ideas listened to before being dismissed out of hand. Her best success was when the idea was taken up later by one of her male colleagues and succeeded as his idea. Blond Brooke however never got that far. If she was listened to at all it was only when she was praising the idea of her male superiors.
Filing, fetching, flirting and fawning over and for her male colleagues was all that was expected of her. And looking pretty while she did so. Look pretty, act dumb was what everyone now expected of blond Brooke. Low expectations led to her not even trying to compete with her colleagues. Not even trying to follow what the smart men said and did. If it was important a smart man would explain it slowly to her allowing her to fish for attention and praise at the same time. Her job was morale.
Pleasing men, allowing them a lot of leeway as they felt her up and groped her around the office. A day didn't go by when her backside went unpinched or unspanked about the office. Of course this meant the styles and colours she wore around the office drew attention to her figure. She no longer just walked around the office doing the simple tasks, she sashayed, she wiggled, she tottered, she posed. Every step an invitation to look, admire and desire. Constantly planning and working on tomorrows look to beat todays filled her head instead of boring office work.
Going blond for a story 'Do blonds have more fun?' was expensive, time consuming and beneath her. this wasn't how she forsaw her start in a career of journalism. It was so undignified and demeaning for women everywhere. the level of maintenance to keep her hair blond had been explained to her. The risk of damage to her hair if it was done cheaply or badly. There would be no shortcuts. The time and maintenance visits to the salon to keep her hair perfect, her outfits new and tantalising. The gym time alone to make sure she fitted her new oh so tight wardrobe consumed so much of her spare time. She came to a whole new realisation. Looking pretty as blond Brooke was now her job. It took all the time and effort she had sunk into getting ahead in her career. It was a whole new way of looking at life.
She was supposed to be heading back to the salon at the end of the month to go back to her old hair colour. But maybe, just maybe she could spin another article out of this experience. she could go blonder for the article titled 'A brighter shade of dumb' documenting her experience as she lightened her hair still further. Who knew if or when she'd go back to her original colour. A girl should be able to write 'dumb blond' as her occupation at least once in her life, right?

Thanks as always goes to my wonderful muse findingmywayforever who puts the best ideas in my head.

Description
As a blond Brooke immediately noticed the difference in how she was treated. Brunette Brooke was dismissed as the juniour cub reporter. Her ideas listened to before being dismissed out of hand. Her best success was when the idea was taken up later by one of her male colleagues and succeeded as his idea. Blond Brooke however never got that far. If she was listened to at all it was only when she was praising the idea of her male superiors.
Filing, fetching, flirting and fawning over and for her male colleagues was all that was expected of her. And looking pretty while she did so. Look pretty, act dumb was what everyone now expected of blond Brooke. Low expectations led to her not even trying to compete with her colleagues. Not even trying to follow what the smart men said and did. If it was important a smart man would explain it slowly to her allowing her to fish for attention and praise at the same time. Her job was morale.
Pleasing men, allowing them a lot of leeway as they felt her up and groped her around the office. A day didn't go by when her backside went unpinched or unspanked about the office. Of course this meant the styles and colours she wore around the office drew attention to her figure. She no longer just walked around the office doing the simple tasks, she sashayed, she wiggled, she tottered, she posed. Every step an invitation to look, admire and desire. Constantly planning and working on tomorrows look to beat todays filled her head instead of boring office work.
Going blond for a story 'Do blonds have more fun?' was expensive, time consuming and beneath her. this wasn't how she forsaw her start in a career of journalism. It was so undignified and demeaning for women everywhere. the level of maintenance to keep her hair blond had been explained to her. The risk of damage to her hair if it was done cheaply or badly. There would be no shortcuts. The time and maintenance visits to the salon to keep her hair perfect, her outfits new and tantalising. The gym time alone to make sure she fitted her new oh so tight wardrobe consumed so much of her spare time. She came to a whole new realisation. Looking pretty as blond Brooke was now her job. It took all the time and effort she had sunk into getting ahead in her career. It was a whole new way of looking at life.
She was supposed to be heading back to the salon at the end of the month to go back to her old hair colour. But maybe, just maybe she could spin another article out of this experience. she could go blonder for the article titled 'A brighter shade of dumb' documenting her experience as she lightened her hair still further. Who knew if or when she'd go back to her original colour. A girl should be able to write 'dumb blond' as her occupation at least once in her life, right?

Thanks as always goes to my wonderful muse findingmywayforever who puts the best ideas in my head.