She had windblown hair and was maybe fifty years old.
His face suited that, even while the windblown hair and little scar spoke another, less quiet side.
He brushed some windblown hair away from near her eyes.
He put out a hand and tucked back a lock of windblown hair.
Pushing back her windblown hair, she stared at him.
The girls had windblown hair, though I don't recall a lot of wind while we were studying.
Obviously alone, he stood apart from the others, hands in his pockets, sun-streaked hair a little long and windblown.
His thick, windblown hair had been tamed into a semblance of order.
His hair, unkempt and windblown, made him look like a college student.
He could feel muscles in back stiffening and his windblown hair had become brittle.
