Mane.
The highlight of the day was surprising someone with my hair, twice. Once at the greenmarket when I bent over and took off my backpack, giving them a glimpse, so I stood up and turned around to show it off; later, when I was out walking in my neighborhood, sped up a bit to walk past a man going a bit slower than me, and the man getting a glimpse of the end of my brain out from under the backpack, making him exclaim about it and ask if I had a husband.
In context, both were thrilling and flattering.
In context, both were thrilling and flattering.
