After this photo garnered way too many Likes on Facebook, I decided to see how my normal hair would fare, and then someone reminded me about the “mobster” hair I get whenever I go swimming. That did it: I had to combine my tendency toward completism with utter narcissism. There’s only one of me at a time, though, so the most you’ll ever see of these modes is one, unless you want to hire a couple of body doubles (hair doubles, really). And now I’ve successfully creeped myself out a little.

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