When I was in my early 50s, an old guy told me to cut my long hair. I asked why, and he said “Because men see you from behind and assume you’re a teenager, then when you turn around, you disappoint them.” First of all, any man mistaking me “for a teenager” needs a white cane with a spiffy red stripe. Secondly, any grown ass man who’s “disappointed” that I’m not it a teen is a cretin. Barf.

Wear your hair any way that makes you happy. The calendar is irrelevant.