Returned to Merry Olde England last night, and stayed up way too late being reunited with my beloved
cheshcat and my darling
miss_amaranth (plus the kitties!).
In my last entry, I promised to resolve The Mystery of the Missing HairTM... and, gentle readers, I mean to make good on that promise. Said mystery arose from the picture in this entry, a self-portrait taken six days ago after a run in Gorky Park.
Well, dear friends, I believe one picture can provide the best answer to the question created by another. The following picture was taken the day before yesterday (i.e., on Monday) inside the Suzdal kremlin:
It's BAAAAAAAACK!

(click for full-sized version)
The photograph in question was taken[*] four days after the Gorky Park picture. I believe that it clearly resolves the question of the "missing" hair, yes?[**] In the earlier photo, my hair is simply tied back. Ironically, I had worn it loose all day... tying it back only in the evening, when I went to go for my run alongside the Moskva river.
Normally, my ponytail is visible from the front, even when my hair is tied back. However, the now-infamous Gorky Park pic was taken at night. My hair is dark; the background is dark. Thus, tis difficult to discern. I can see it clearly in that photo -- the ponytail is to the right of my neck (or the left, in the picture's coordinates). But I already knew it was there. If you did not share that knowledge, I can see how it would have vanished. Indeed, it appears that my curly mane seemed to have been functioning as a sort of "dark matter".
I am most gratified by the comments, and to see that so many of my friends appreciate my luxurious locks. Conversely, I was also flattered by the words of
bloodsong, who could see beauty in a short-haired Nomad. I will put the collective question to rest, though, by assuring everyone that I have no intention to remove or shorten my hair at any point in the foreseeable future.
[*] In front of the Cathedral of the Nativity, within the Suzdal kremlin. I fear this post, so centered on my wild curls, neglects to focus more attention on what is really the most strikingly beautiful part of this picture... and it isn't me!
[**] I was shocked, however, for another reason when I saw this photograph. It was rather startling to see how that shirt, which once fit rather well, is positively swimming on me! Looks huge. May be time to start shopping for new clothing...
In my last entry, I promised to resolve The Mystery of the Missing HairTM... and, gentle readers, I mean to make good on that promise. Said mystery arose from the picture in this entry, a self-portrait taken six days ago after a run in Gorky Park.
Well, dear friends, I believe one picture can provide the best answer to the question created by another. The following picture was taken the day before yesterday (i.e., on Monday) inside the Suzdal kremlin:

(click for full-sized version)
The photograph in question was taken[*] four days after the Gorky Park picture. I believe that it clearly resolves the question of the "missing" hair, yes?[**] In the earlier photo, my hair is simply tied back. Ironically, I had worn it loose all day... tying it back only in the evening, when I went to go for my run alongside the Moskva river.
Normally, my ponytail is visible from the front, even when my hair is tied back. However, the now-infamous Gorky Park pic was taken at night. My hair is dark; the background is dark. Thus, tis difficult to discern. I can see it clearly in that photo -- the ponytail is to the right of my neck (or the left, in the picture's coordinates). But I already knew it was there. If you did not share that knowledge, I can see how it would have vanished. Indeed, it appears that my curly mane seemed to have been functioning as a sort of "dark matter".
I am most gratified by the comments, and to see that so many of my friends appreciate my luxurious locks. Conversely, I was also flattered by the words of
[*] In front of the Cathedral of the Nativity, within the Suzdal kremlin. I fear this post, so centered on my wild curls, neglects to focus more attention on what is really the most strikingly beautiful part of this picture... and it isn't me!
[**] I was shocked, however, for another reason when I saw this photograph. It was rather startling to see how that shirt, which once fit rather well, is positively swimming on me! Looks huge. May be time to start shopping for new clothing...
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