When, while on an errand at a beauty supply store for a relative, you stop dead before the hair extensions, because you've just discovered one in the perfect length and color for Reynir. Never mind that your own hair color doesn't even remotely match. :'(
Also, when you see kindergarten you with gasp-worthy Emil hair in old photographs. (Seriously, everyone confused me for a boy until I was six or seven because of the cut)