Crystal Gayle takes the prize for me
I've always been so envious that she could "keep" her hair. When I was young, my hair got to be 2" below my knees. It was a pain in that you had to always remember to pull it to the side when you sat down, otherwise you sat on it and jerked your head back.
My mom always tried to braid it, or at the very least put it in pigtails and pony tails. But then my mom had my little sister, and shortly after cut my hair into a bob. She no longer had the time it took to care for it, and I was too young to do it myself. I've been trying to grow it back ever since, but the longest it ever got was to my waist. Now I can't even get it to grow that long!