I was fortunate enough to have several long-haired people in my life. One of my closest friends in kindergarten had beautiful, wavy, golden-brown hair that was nearly classic; she always wore it down and I really admired it. I actually thought that she was the reason I decided to grow out my hair but apparently, I had decided that before I had even met her, but she was still part of my ideal growing up. My brother's case manager in elementary school was a tall woman with hair that she wore in a massively thick braid that went past her waist, it had a lot of texture to it, so visually it was very impressive. I also have a much older cousin who at that point in time wore her curly, red, HPL hair down most of the time and I really admired how it looked.
One of my teachers in 5th and 6th grade was a tiny woman (I'm not tall and I think we were the same height), who always were her hair up in a braid that was tucked up in some fashion. She told me she would show me how if my hair got long enough. I actually have a memory of us measuring my hair at one point (22", I think). I think we talked about hair care on occasion because my mom didn't like it and didn't have any idea of what to do with it. She was to me someone who always seemed elegant and put together, and that is very much part of my ideal of long hair.
If I were to name a fictional inspiration, the Little Women maybe? They talked a lot about hair, it's meaning, maintenance and styling in that book, and I think I had read that in 5th grade so that all would have been the same time period. So that would have been the first time that I really had an accessible model of long haircare, whereas before that point I had been pretty much on my own.
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