Her hair was mussed, tangled, golden in the lamplight.

My father arrived ten minutes later, his hair mussed wild and his clothes askew.

The dead guy was lying in a heap on the floor, legs bent at odd angles, hair mussed, shirt out.

Momma lay in bed, legs drawn tightly up, hair mussed.

She hadn't even got her hair badly mussed, not enough that she hadn't been able to pat it back into place.

"Lie beside me," he sweetly begged, his hair mussed, a lost little boy in a big boy's body.

In due course she cleaned me up again, though her own face was smeared, her hair mussed.

Pretty as a picture with her face all flushed and her hair mussed.

Disheveled, eyes sparked with an inner fire, hair mussed.

Her face was red, her hair mussed, as if she'd been running.