I am beginning to look like a reborn hippie, so I will have to go to the local barber and get all of my golden locks chopped off leaving just enough hair on top of my translucent dome so that I don't end up looking too bald.
When I called up to make an appointment, the soothing female voice on the other side asked me the name of the girl I preferred.
I couldn't remember her name, but I said that I knew what she looked like (she had long blond hair, average face, some makeup and not too thin).
"What does she look like then?"
I didn't want to say that she was that one, so I hesitated slightly thinking how I could describe her best without being perceived as rude.
"Does she have black hair?"
"No, she has long blond hair, and ..."
"Oh then you mean ... then?"
Yes, that's the one.