Word: scalps
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...idols. The first funny thing to happen was my purchase of a $5.75 ticket. I wondered what portion of that would go into Bobby's shampoo fund. With my very own money would he buy a tube of shampoo, and with his very own hands, rub it into his scalp? That was something to consider...
Also Suedeheads. Their hair is shaved to within an eighth of an inch from the scalp, and they are dress in oversized workpants, thin red suspenders and hobnailed, steel-toed boots costing about$10 and known as "cherry reds." The skinheads are lineal descendants of the rockers-with an added touch of mindless savagery. When their hair grows a frifle longer, they refer to themselves as suedeheads. Skins or suedes, they specialize in terrorizing such menacing types as hippies and homosexuals, Pakistani immigrants and little old ladies. "Hairies," those with long hair or hippie-style clothing, are their particular enemies...
...Factor produces rugs on a lightweight lace-lattice framework that allows the scalp to breathe. The framework is attached to the scalp with two strips of strong double-faced tape. Toupees sold by Squires of Hollywood also use double-faced tape that covers most of the interior of the hairpiece and allows the wearer to "sleep in it, live in it . . . even swim in it." Most such rugs cost between...
...those who are still fearful of losing their piece in an awkward moment, there is a more extreme solution. For between $650 and $1,350, "Hair-Anew" surgically attaches the piece to the scalp with half a dozen individual loops or sutures of Teflon-coated wire. "Medi-Hair" weaves the sutures in and out in a basting pattern; its $1,000 job is supposedly permanent. In one ad, a "Medi-Hair" wearer is shown hanging upside down with a 12-lb. weight attached...
...padded table. Momentarily, you fear an autopsy. Instead a willowy brunette massages your brow with peachmeal skin cleanser. As your cuticles soften inside pink infraray booties and mittens, she applies a "mint masque" that hardens on your face like plaster. In the soft turquoise light, you barely feel your scalp simmering in hot oil. The strains of piped-in violins grow distant. "Reeelax," purrs the brunette, daubing turtle oil on your eyelids. "Let yourself gooo . . ." BODY BASTING. You are awakened in time for a class in "aquathenics," exercises performed in a swimming pool in the Plaza del Sol. Class ends...