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| The Face in the Mirror has all the dish! |
In this edition: rebounding with a vengeance… woe and worry… and a heads-up for your Halloween
hijinks
Greetings, peeps!
The View from the Behind the Chair is the only place you'll hear the things women only tell their hairdressers.
In the first chair, a shopgirl with luscious locks tells me a recently dumped
doyenne is putting the "vamp" in revamping her wardrobe. When her ex sees her
new look, he may have second thoughts about that nubile naif who turned his
head, but all the signs say it's too late for that lothario. Stay on your toes,
boys. There's a new femme fatale in town, and she's on the prowl for fresh prey.
In the second chair, one of the ladies who lunch said she and her gal pals are reeling from the
sudden loss of one of their own last night. The late lady in question apparently
had her share of frenemies and maybe a secret or two that
might shock Oxonians, including her high-powered hubby, who could lose more than
just face if the hush-hush info comes to light. With the hunt for the killer in
full swing, there are more than a few nervous Nellies wondering if and when
detectives might show up on their doorsteps.
And in the third chair, a well-coiffed woman in the know about all things law enforcement on campus and
off confided that officers will be out in force tonight with ticket books and
handcuffs at the ready to protect trick-or-treaters young and old from
over-indulgers. So if you're out and about tonight, the smart money says
designate a driver or call
Uber
a taxi
I'm just hearing, and I'm just saying.
