As I’ve mentioned, I’ve been growing my hair out since spring. Just last week it FINALLY got long enough to pull back into the tiniest of pony tails–literally, an inch–but I felt exactly like this:
Also, when you tell your 25-year-old stylist that you’re going for a “young Robert Plant” look for your hair, you get a tight, confused smile and the confirmation that you are the Weird Old Lady.