In cajun folklore Jolie Blonde was a pretty little blonde who jilted her mister for another. As with any good heartbreak story, songs about this infamous woman were created and she became a bit of a Cajun mascot so to speak. I grew up singing “Jolie Blonde”, and even attended a university that played the song during every home football game. I always found her glamorous and iconic, but a few negative balances hung over her head…. Having the middle name Leigh, I always loved to think of myself as the other “Joleigh Blonde”, still very cajun, and still blonde, but in my tale, I would be the Joleigh Blonde that would be honest and true. I would do her a little justice, and give her a happy ending. I would grow up in a wonderful home with two loving parents, and two wonderful brothers. I would go to college and become an RN, then marry a wonderful man, and start a family nine months later (oops!). I would teach Joleigh Blonde how to cook, clean, organize, pray, and play. We would grow and laugh and love and learn. I would teach her to forgive, ask forgiveness, and make it a point to focus on the important things in life. I would slowly but surely recreate the Jolie Blonde that I grew up loving, but wished better for. Jolie Blonde would become a woman that I could be proud of, and look up to. This is my journey to Joleigh Blonde, where my fairy tale and my reality fall in love. Where I put the omens of Jolie Blonde to rest, and watch the beauty of Joleigh Blonde rise from the ashes. I think she can be one heck of a woman…I hope you think so too.
profiter de la balade mes amis! (enjoy the ride my friends!)