She was a tiny thing with bright hazel eyes the color of a lion's, and a mane of sunbleached dreadlocks. Not a drop of makeup on her tanned skin, but she seemed to glow.
An angel with dreadlocks

author of literary fiction with a southern drawl
She was a tiny thing with bright hazel eyes the color of a lion's, and a mane of sunbleached dreadlocks. Not a drop of makeup on her tanned skin, but she seemed to glow.
One day last week after a sunrise walk, the pups and I ran into a pair of identical twin sisters at the dunes. They were in their late sixties or maybe mid-seventies - hard to tell because they were wearing identical dark sunglasses and both had a beautiful head of dyed red hair - not [...]