After A&M, early early 90s, I started growing my hair out. Business up front, party in the rear graduated shoulder length mullet. Lived out of state for work, and parents drove 10+ hours to see me for Christmas (and stop with other family on way back). When I opened the door Mom was first, all hugs. Dad looked me in the eye "two questions son.....can I get Lone Star Light in Kansas?, and when are you getting a haircut?" (picture a 6'-4", big Red Forman here)
Fast forward a few years, and I had cut it all off and had a very short buzz cut. Sitting around drinking beer and tying leaders at fish camp, he looked over his glasses and asked "you thought about letting your hair grow..." (I looked up from tying a leader) ...."uh, forget I mentioned that".
"Green" is the new RED.