During The Late '20s My Father Left

Like Most Ghetto Kids I Knew It Was Important To Be 'somebody' So I Became A Good Soccer Player, Because Excelling At A Sport Seemed To Make You Special.

I'll Never Forget One Morning I Walked In And I Had A Hell Of A Bruise - It Had Been A Difficult Night The Night Before - And A Client Said To Me, 'good God, Vidal, What Happened To Your Face?' And I Said, 'oh, Nothing, Madam, I Just Fell Over A Hairpin.'

There Were So Many Pretty Girls Coming Into The Salon As Clients, And Others Working In The Salon. And I Thought, 'hmm. This Is Rather Nice.'

Everything About Morality And Obligations I Owe To Football.

We Learned To Put Discipline In The Haircuts By Using Actual Geometry, Actual Architectural Shapes And Bone Structure. The Cut Had To Be Perfect And Layered Beautifully, So That When A Woman Shook It, It Just Fell Back In.