Finally, I had long hair (kind of). I must tell you, this was way before most people knew of any type of extensions; men certainly knew nothing about braided extensions or extensions of any kind. What amazed me was the attention I received, especially from men, because they believed this was my real hair. It was unbelievable! But what really surprised me was my reaction to these men. Instead of being flattered, I felt offended. I realized it wasn’t me that they were responding to, but it was the long hair. And the dream, my dream about what long hair would mean to me, fell apart. I realized I was still who I had always been. Long hair didn’t make me a better person, a more beautiful person. I was still me, but with long extensions and now I was seen as so desirable because of this false hair. That was a real eye-opener and helped me to put a lot of things in perspective around image, self-esteem and self-knowledge. Hair does not make the woman!