Comedian Redd Foxx’s instructions to his barber were always the same: “I want it fried, dyed, and laid to the side.”
My barber, Larry, wishes his customers were as easy to please as Redd Foxx. Some of his homeliest patrons think they are God’s gift to women and demand that he perform countless cosmetological contortions so that their coiffures will complement their image of themselves as charming Casanovas.