I wore my hair down for a little hike/walk today. It was the second date with this guy, and we were chatting and walking on this amazing nature path. We reached this downhill slope, and I turned to him and asked to race. He laughed, because he is about a foot and a half taller than me and super athletic (I'm five seven and a half. He has to be about seven feet tall. Not kidding) and I am fit, but not a runner. Anyway, I took off sprinting ahead of him, and I heard him shout after me that my hair is really beautiful loose like that.
I try not to let what men think of my hair be much of a motivator, but it made me happy that he noticed that I put the effort in to wear my hair loose and glossy for our date. Weird, I know.
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