Her hair is lovely in its untamed English manner, with fringe reaching that just-perfectly in-the-eyes length, the rest extending well beyond her collarbones.
It's Ms. Khan's signature, as it has stood the test of time. through her wedding photos, not quite upstaged by that glamourous hat,
through her life in Pakistan, where, I recall reading, it was sometimes challenging to shampoo,
through her return to London.
|Tres glam, though I prefer her more undone looks|
And she's never changed its hue . . . well . . . maybe once. (Sorry, Hugh Grant; I couldn't resist).
My hair used to be long, but for the last decade it's hovered around my clavicle, via regular visits to my stylist. But this fall various elements have conspired to keep me out of the salon chair, so I've been dashing into the powder room at stolen hours for quick trims on a lark. As a result, my fringe reaches my eyes, and the rest of my length is tentatively stretching out.
Now there's a fine line between Jemima Khan's glorious locks and Real Housewives' girlish 'dos, and I know not to cross it. But for now, I'll play The Little Engine that Could, and encourage myself (I think I Khan) until I really Khan't.