My infamous, best friend Benedetta couldn't believe her eyes. "Wow!" In awe, she reached to grab a strand of my over-pampered head. "It smells great!"

I smiled. "It does, doesn't it?"

"Who did it?"

"A bellicose young cupid down at Medusa's Nest."

"The new place downtown?"

I nodded. "Si,si." I always remind her of her Italian heritage.

"Why bellicose?" she asked, intrigued.

"I wanted it shorter. A lot shorter and he put up a ...