There is no such thing as a bad hair day in the forest. Is your mop a
tangled mess, far beyond the penetrating abilities of a comb?
Would your style be best described as a tumbleweed, teased with a
salad fork? Are your roots grey, or even green? Who cares?
You are in a place where beauty is defined as interesting form
meeting captivating light. Fashion doesn’t exist here.
m1nute 
Full of typos! “Are your roots are grey…” …One too many “are’s”.
“Fashion doesn’t exit here.” Really? I think you mean “exist”. Poorly written, this ruins the intent. — BN
Thanks, Mr. N.S.K.I.A. You wouldn’t believe how many times I read this entry before posting. Something kept me reading but then something kept me from seeing the errors. This is a great lesson for me to be mindful.