Well now, picture this here little sprout, see? Got hair the color of a field of ripe wheat in August, all natural-grown, never seen a scissor 'cept maybe when Mama was snappin' the ends off freezer pops. Up front, it's kinda wispy and wild, like a dandelion puff just before it takes flight. But Lord have mercy, you look in the back, and it's a whole 'nother story!
That Southend Sunshine Shag ain't no trim job; it's a blonde, curly waterfall a-pourin' down her little neck. Them ringlets are tighter than a banjo string, bouncin' and swayin' like a hound dog's tail on a porch swing. It's been growin' wild and free, soaked up that Kentucky sunshine, makin' it shine like spun gold. It’s a natural-born beauty, that there Sunshine Shag, a true homegrown Kentucky original!