I remember a co-worker about thirty years ago who wore his long wavy blond hair in a single braid. One day at a company picnic he undid the hair to re-braid it, and when those long rippling golden locks spilled into the sunlight an entire tablefull of female co-workers (yes, including me) literally burst out clapping and cheering. (Kind of workplace-inappropriate, actually! Would not do that today.)
(Cf. the IMHO thread on historical myths mentioning medieval Danish invaders beguiling the English ladies with their seductive wiles of routine hair care. It’s a thing, guys!)