Over the man's face fell a mass of tangled hair.

It was a young woman with tangled hair, and a small dog.

"Did you happen to kill a man with long, tangled hair?"

The light fell on a dirty dark face, with tangled hair over its eyes.

Shoving at her tangled hair, she sat up and looked.

He has a shock of brown tangled hair and appears to be about 7.

He reached up to run a hand through her tangled hair.

She ran a hand through her tangled hair and laughed.

She was sitting up, pushing back her dark, tangled hair.

Fine tangled hair, white as a waterfall, came down almost to the small of her back.