Zero importance, unless we’re talking about the hair in my ears.
My wife has standing orders to kill me in my sleep at the first sign of this. 
I’m about 5/10 about the hair thing. I’m glad I have it, because my friends are losing theirs and I can gloat. But its getting some gray, which I don’t want, so I have to search and destroy. I did that with the facial hair, too, but it eventually beat me. I’m sure I’ll lose this fight as well. Oh well. Maybe it’ll make me look “distinguished”. :rolleyes:
My buddy from childhood has been stressing over loosing his hair since he was 15, and now shaves his head and looks better than he ever has!
In my late 30s , it was clear that God decided I would be bald.
After a struggle with prospect of losing my once long and luxurious hair, I embraced it. Been shaving my head for 15 years.
I have plentiful hair, only the slightest recession of the hairline, and salt-and-pepper color that tends more and more toward grey. I’d like a uniform color, and I’m hoping in about ten years or so… A bit wavy when it’s longer, and mostly I keep it short because it’s easy and neat and wind happens a lot around here. (I’m the definition of the bad hair day when it’s longer.) As for facial hair, I’ve always had a mustache that tends toward grey too. The few times I’ve had a beard or goat it was always close-cropped and King Arthur style. Think Henry II in Becket or Phillip in The Lion in Winter. I even look a bit like Peter O’Toole…
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0057877/mediaviewer/rm3975145216
Not a big fan of dyeing for a few reasons: first, I’m not that vain; second, I like to keep as many foreign substances away from the proximity of my grey matter (no, not the hair) as possible, and finally, it’s a lot of effort for no particular benefit.
I started going bald at age 20, by age 22 it went as far as it would ever go, almost 70 now. I would have preferred hair but it never bothered me that much.
My hair has little value to me. I keep it cut very short because when it gets any longer it’s really annoying. Since I hate the act of getting a haircut, this can be a problem. It’s also really annoying hair that grows in cowlicks, tends to stand up in random locations at random moments, and refuses to accept any attempt at “styling” (which used to drive my mom crazy, never bothered me much). I think many people, male and female, look quite good with little to no hair and very few, male and female, look good with long hair or masses of puffy styled hair.
Forget my username for this post!
Back in the 70s-80s my hair was very important to me. I turned down a very good government job because it would have required a haircut. I had very dark brown hair which was really wavy, when it was long, it looked really good! I looked like a rockstar! Then came the 90s. Later in the decade, short hair became popular again and little by little I inched into it until I was shaving my head razor smooth. I liked it. I still like it. Since about 1995 the longest my hair has been is around 3/4". If they came out with a cheap, easy permanent hair remover I would probably do my whole body except my eyebrows, eyelashes and 'stache! Realistically, a shaved head is not the most flattering look for me. At least an 1/8 inch of stubble probably looks better but damn, being totally shiny smooth feels so great.
So…not that important.
I forgot about those days. In high school I was willing to take on my father over the issue. But when I turned 18 I had to support myself and my hair lost all it’s importance. Several times since then I’ve had the opportunity to grow it long again, but I’ve never hesitated to cut it all off to keep the money flowing. Long hair can be cool, paying the bills and having money left over to buy toys is even cooler.
Edit: BTW, I’ve turned down work because of important principles. Hair is just hair after all.
Very.
Men are as vain as women, IMHO. I’m almost 54, obese and graying. But I’ve got a full head of hair and for all of the usual self-image reasons, I am happy when I look in the mirror at my face and head.
Were I to go balding, I’d shave my head completely. No question.
I use Touch of Gray to keep the salt in the salt and pepper at bay.
Cause, you know, every little bit helps.
My hair used to be very important to me. I fussed over it endlessly; it was thick and heavy and gorgeous; the only part of me, actually, that was gorgeous. And when you have only one good feature, you treasure it. I let it grow very long and straight so it would be noticed – and, hopefully, distract the viewer from noticing that the rest of me wasn’t so hot.
When it started going grey, I dyed it. When it started getting dry and brittle, I pampered it with oils and lotions. Yes, I loved my hair.
Then, one day, I began to realize that this long mane of thick, heavy hair was kind of a nuisance. So I switched to a shorter style. I stopped dyeing it. Then I switched to an even shorter style. It was still a nuisance. I kept going for shorter and shorter cuts until finally I thought, “to hell with it. It’s time for a crew cut.” (Well, actually they call it a buzz cut, but it’s a crew cut as far as I am concerned.)
Ah, the freedom! I love my crew cut.
Yes. There was a time I would have said no, but that was before I had a string of awful, awful haircuts*. I think I may have even cried at one point. That’s when I learned that, evidently, it is super important to me that my hair is cut in a style of my choosing, because otherwise I am crushed by the thought that anyone who sees me with this awful haircut thinks I want to look this awful way.
*I looked like the guy on the left. In 2007. When I wanted a classic chin-length bob.
Extremely. I pay $45 for a cut every 3 weeks at an upscale salon in Chicago. I always ask my stylist for ideas.
I haven’t had much hair since my late 20’s.
It bothered me a bit when I was dating, but I soon found that being buff was generally more attractive to women than having good hair.
As I got older, what hair I had left turned grey, and I’ve never thought to dye it - i think that would be absurd.
I generally have a very close-cropped “Jean Luc Picard” haircut, which I think looks good. There’s one woman friend at the gym who thinks I should shave it, but I think that would be a huge hassle to maintain.
Some photos here: http://www.nouilles.info/sdpix/14540.html
I’d say my hair is important to me but I have a lot of flexibility with it. I have good hair that I enjoy coloring, cutting in a buzz or mohawk, etc. I was bald for chemo last year and looked awesome.
I’ve never really liked long hair on myself. Way back when I was married I grew it long, to please my husband, who liked it. After we divorced there was one last meeting at the real estate agent’s office, to sign papers selling our house. Before I went I got it whacked off short in a sort of pageboy bob.
I did like the hairdresser though, so I kept seeing her to do my hair, for just under thirty six years. She retired last December.
I’ve had Ordinary Lady Short Hair for decades. Short on the sides, clipped around the ears, trimmed at upper neck, a bit longer on top (and parted on side). Though it may not appear so, it takes a lot of work every morning to bodify it: wash, Paul Mitchel goop, several complex blow-drying moves, and a shpritz of Aussie mega-hold spray.
My fur is slowly going gray, which I welcome. It makes my hair a bit thicker.
I’ve always been a bit too late for hair fads:
I have perfect uber-straight hair; unfortunately, I was born in 1967 – too late to hit the trend as a teen.
1970-80s: The Perm Craze. Mom would give me Toni Home Perms and they looked good for three days before becoming a scraggly mess because my hair is too straight to tame well into quasi-perma curls.
1980s: I managed to create some New Wave 'do’s in high school with use of two cans of Aquanet a day 
This era also featured some unfortunate bi-level cuts.
I also cop to a few glorious mullets.