Headband on the Run

Heather was in top shape and had a rack to match. She could banter with the best of them. But something eluded her when it came to the game of love. Could it be something else about her look that chased the blokes away? She sat down in the park and thought about it. Surely it couldn't be her attire. Terrycloth had become her trademark! Soft AND durable...like her! Oh, foolish heart!