Hair

When I leave my hair down, I'm a fox. My long, thick, full hair balances out the rest of me. I instantly turn heads. I've written before about people smiling at me, and now I realize that my hair was left down. As much as I would love to chop off all of my hair just to feel the breeeze, I would lose the bearing that so many people perceive as maturity and age. So instead of decapitating my most capturing feature, I think I'll keep it intact.