I'm no stranger to a bun. Much of my life has been spent exasperated and annoyed by my own hair. I've never understood how some girls can just perennially wear their lush locks swinging around their shoulders: my own hair is constantly getting in the way of everything: falling into my eyes and into my food and just being bothersome in general. But my buns are more a sloppy five second puff-ball and less a structured art masterpiece like the ones Miranda Konstantinidou sent down the runway during Berlin Fashion Week. Now let's pretend that you had the ability and time and patience and hair volume to create this kind of look:

Would you rock it?