I Love My Hair.
You heard right. I stand 5'6" tall, and my hair comes down to the back of my knees. It used to be ankle-length. But, since I got a sit-down job, and rolled over the ends with an office chair a few times...I decided to trim off 10 inches, and donate it to Locks of Love. ^.^ Sure, it's tough to manage, and I spend a fortune in hair care products. BUT...being able to twine it up into he Braid of Death™; or wear my hair as a bathrobe for some lucky soul; or lock my hands behind my neck, stretch out my arms, and watch it cascade like a textbook shampoo commercial, is pretty amazing. I wouldn't trade my hair for anything, it's one of the very few things about me that I'm proud of. ^.^