Next time you finish a ride and someone points out your awesome helmet hair, leave it alone. Keep your hands and combs away from that 'do. Tell your riding buddies, the teller at the bank, your boss, your coworkers and the person looking sideways at you in line at the grocery store that you know your hair has formed itself into ridges--you've done it on purpose. Rock that messed-up coif loud and proud. It's time to start a movement.
Start Here: Style Unconscious
Start Here: Style Unconscious