Speaking of pixie, I recall the year our family was going to Florida for a family vacation. I had my hair cut in a pixie for the trip. (Why?)

When I went to school with my new hair cut, the most popular, coolest, cutest boy in the class saw me and said, "Who's the new boy in our class?" [Mad] Kids giggled, he maintained his coolness and I felt awful. He knew it was me, I had my uniform skirt on!

Funny how you rememeber stuff like that!