I’ve never understood the (particular) urge to want to touch people’s hair in the first place.
I can understand wanting to scratch or massage the head of a loved one, but to go around wanting to feel hair textures has always seemed kind of strange to me.
ETA: I’m reminded of a woman I dated in 2008, of mixed ancestry with kinky hair. She offered her hair for me to touch, and that moment just felt so awkward.
