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Nick and Me

Nick Arrojo. You know he's a celebrity hair stylist when he has
someone else hold my hair back for him.

While in New York City, in a nod to my former life, I get a last minute, hot-off-the-five-month-wait-list-because-I-pull-rank-so-well (Did I mention I’m the travel writer for Bus Conversions Magazine?) appointment with a hairdresser from my favorite makeover show, leaving me with short hair for the first time since I was in single digits. And, no, I did not have anything sucked, tucked or implanted while I was at it. He wasn't from Extreme Makeover, he was from What Not To Wear. And, after recently shopping in an Arkansas Wal-mart and feeling overdressed in my pink velour track suit, I already know what not to wear very well, thank you.

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