Alice jumped away from the word like a cat and came back to it, nosing and wary. "That's 'im!" said Mrs. Stubbs, and she pointed dramatically to the life- size head and shoulders of a burly man with a dead white rose in the buttonhole of his coat that made you think of a curl of cold mutting fat. Just below, in silver letters on a red cardboard ground, were the words, "Be not afraid, it is I." "It's ever such a fine face," said Alice faintly. The pale-blue bow on the top of Mrs. Stubbs's fair frizzy hair quivered. She arched her plump neck. What a neck she had!英文原著 · 《The Garden Party》
'His russet weeds were brown as heath That clothes the upland fell, And the hair of his head was frizzy red As the purple heather-bell.英文原著 · 《The Lady of the Lake》
Here's the thing. The cornrows were a solution to your frizzy-hair problem.美剧 · 《Friends》