Someone or other - 
ladyofastolat possibly? I think posted a rantlet a while ago about how in fiction people are constantly noticing each other's eye colours, when most eyes are undistinctive. And I said, I think, that I did tend to notice people's eyes, but ever since then I've felt slightly insecure about it, as if maybe I didn't notice people's eyes really, but somehow think I do.
However, I am now reassured. I saw a chap this evening, only for a moment as I drove past. Tall man, good looking, extravagant facial hair, strawberry blond. And he had golden-brown eyes. I noticed them most particularly, even though I was only driving past, because you would not expect eyes that colour with that hair colouring. I am writing a thing just now with a bloke in it with exactly that size and hair colouring, and I had assumed that he would have blue eyes, because stereotypically, Angles have blond hair and blue eyes. But now, clearly, he must have golden eyes, and it is perfectly allowable because I saw them.
I am quite proud that I did not drive into a tree when I saw this huge golden Angle unfold himself out of a Volkswagen Golf. I suppose it's an appropriately Germanic car, but it lacks the epic quality somewhat.
In other news, Footie cat has conjunctivitis and needs eye drops. I really don't think I'm going to be able to do them singlehanded. I did them once by surprising him, but he's wise to me now. :-/
ladyofastolat possibly? I think posted a rantlet a while ago about how in fiction people are constantly noticing each other's eye colours, when most eyes are undistinctive. And I said, I think, that I did tend to notice people's eyes, but ever since then I've felt slightly insecure about it, as if maybe I didn't notice people's eyes really, but somehow think I do.However, I am now reassured. I saw a chap this evening, only for a moment as I drove past. Tall man, good looking, extravagant facial hair, strawberry blond. And he had golden-brown eyes. I noticed them most particularly, even though I was only driving past, because you would not expect eyes that colour with that hair colouring. I am writing a thing just now with a bloke in it with exactly that size and hair colouring, and I had assumed that he would have blue eyes, because stereotypically, Angles have blond hair and blue eyes. But now, clearly, he must have golden eyes, and it is perfectly allowable because I saw them.
I am quite proud that I did not drive into a tree when I saw this huge golden Angle unfold himself out of a Volkswagen Golf. I suppose it's an appropriately Germanic car, but it lacks the epic quality somewhat.
In other news, Footie cat has conjunctivitis and needs eye drops. I really don't think I'm going to be able to do them singlehanded. I did them once by surprising him, but he's wise to me now. :-/
- Current Mood:
surprised
Comments
I like the sound of your huge golden-eyed Angle too, and am looking forward to his appearance in your story! (In another universe I am a bit of a fan of a big blond Saxon with brown eyes...)
Good luck with the cat. I think that could be frightening.
As for eye colour, I think it's often quite noticeable on film & TV (which is what most fan ficcers are writing about), whether because the people chosen for stardom tend to have distinctive eye colour (?), or because of the lighting, the giant close ups, etc... Anyway, I feel justified if I mention Legolas' startling blue eyes, because he has them! And Orlando has pretty startling brow eyes!
LOL!
I can tell you that one of my supervisors has blue eyes and my first crush had hazel eyes, but I couldn't say what color my brunette supervisors eyes sure, huh.
I have one very fair, very blue-eyed friend whose eyes I notice on a regular basis, even though I've known her for a year and you'd think I'd be used to her eyes.
I'm really near-sighted so I rarely notice eye color til up close. Brown is my favorite because it's usually a more complex eye color than it appears at first glance, hiding various strains of gold or hazel or shades I can't define.
Your huge golden Angel (gah! Angle! Curse you, St Gregory, patron saint of Angle-related typos) is clearly a book character himself. The image of this epic god-like figure unfolding himself from a small car sounds vaguely Diana Wynne Jones to me.
Because I am not naturally inclined to order, I am not sure how these things go, but I am visualisng you with a whole hierarchy of these things, all sorted carefully like piles of dice, from fullblown rant all the way down to bland observation.
The full blown rants probably need to be stored in extra strong Really Useful Boxes.