Posted by: Jeremiah Graves | February 16, 2009

I (heart) Ponytails



I am a big fan of ponytails. Not on myself, mind you, but rather on the ladies who often sport them in lieu of an intricate, time-consuming hairdo.

To be honest, I don’t exactly know what it is about the ponytail that makes it so endearing.

Perhaps it is the functionality. A woman can get out of bed and have her hair in a ponytail in about ten seconds and voila—barring some sort of elastic-band meltdown—she’s set and ready to roll.

There is a good chance it’s simply because I’ve seen Jennifer Aniston rock the ponytail a bunch of times and she manages to pull it off whilst still looking all-kinds of gorgeous.

It could stem from watching softball games in my youth and being fascinated by the specialty helmets that had a hole cut in the back to allow for the ponytail to stick out and bounce around madly as the ladies dashed frantically around the bases.

Maybe—and this is a distinct possibility—it is because I am incredibly impatient and prefer to grab my coat and leave. The ponytail is hands-down the best way to ensure a rather hasty exit. No fuss, no muss. I mean come on, look at the process: brush, brush, elastic band, done…out the door. There’s something beautiful about that type of efficiency, I think.

There is also the mesmerizing quality that ponytails have to sway from side-to-side, ticking in time like a metronome as women walk or jog by. Sometimes at the gym, if you catch them at just the right time, you can see an entire pack of ponytails swaying in perfect harmony on a cluster of treadmills.

Anywho, although relatively pointless, I wanted to go ahead and make public my adulation for the ponytail.


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