I love how one day my body just decided β€œYou know what you really need is some ear hair.”

The Princess and the Pea, except it’s a rogue hair on the inside of my shirt driving me crazy all day.

You think you’re aging well and then you feel an earlobe hair blowing in the wind.

My card got declined at the barbershop so they put all the hair in my mouth and squeezed me until it came out of my head.

Men look so amazing for people who use the same product for their teeth, hair, floor and car washing.

My hair dryer is so powerful that it doubles as my leaf blower.

I just shaved my legs and man, the next 7 minutes and 34 seconds before it starts growing back is gonna feel amazing.

Humidity is great because then people think it’s not my fault that my hair looks like this.

My husband keeps borrowing and losing my tweezers, so I’m naming this chin hair after him.

Used shampoo containing caffeine. My hair is already on its way to work.

My hair would never allow me to commit a crime. I really do leave my DNA everywhere.

I’ve got a couple of eyebrow hairs that want me to be a villain.

A moth is just a butterfly with glasses and its hair up.

I truly wonder what it sounded like when Medusa washed her hair at night.

No one told me middle age would be so fuzzy, and if you are wondering whether I mean my eyesight or my facial hair, yes.

I know sacrifice. I’m willing to pluck a few extra hairs to get to the white ones.

Adulting means growing hair in places you’re not supposed to and losing hair in places you don’t want to.

My brain cells, skin cells and hair cells continue to die, but my fat cells seem to have an eternal life.

I don’t know why hair extensions are exclusive to women, I want to look like a centaur.

I found my first grey pubic hair today, but I didn’t freak out; unlike everyone else in the Zoom meeting.