"You know, the one with the gray ponytail."

I thought Takahiro was the one with the gray ponytail.

The last word was still leaving his mouth when a slim, middle-aged man with a grey ponytail walked in at the far end of the hall.

A giant with a grey ponytail and leather jacket was already seated in the rear corner of the car.

Her gray ponytail hung down, tied with a bright scarf.

And a couple of my suburban friends still play in bands - one even has a gray ponytail.

I wanted to understand how this diminutive lady with a long gray ponytail and a no-nonsense demeanor was able to break down so many barriers.

He was older than I had expected, probably in his fifties, a wiry man with a long gray ponytail and a beard.

A woman with a worn face and a gray ponytail waved: "Hi, officer."

Mark sipped his tea and stared at the gray ponytail.