I have a thing about my hair. I hate wearing it down, because it's hot and cumbersome and it obscures my field of vision, and I'm usually 45% convinced that the zombies will start their lumbering invasion and I'll miss it because my hair's in my face.

At the same time, we've discussed the fivehead.

So it becomes a dilema as to what to do with my massive amounts of hair.

This comes to a head (heh) about twice a year, when I throw up my hands and dial my stylist. And that's when I find out my stylist moved to Vegas. Seriously. This has happened to me three times now. I get one fabulous hair cut, Adam starts going on about the seck-say hair, and then, when I'm ready to touch up, she's moved. To Vegas.

So, all you Albuquerque people, I need stylist names. And not just someone who has a pair of sheers and will frown at my skull for forty minutes. I need someone who will take my lank locks and transform them into Super Cute Hair.

This is important. I need to rock the Super Cute Hair so hard right now, it's not even funny.

You know these stylists, and you wanna e-mail them to me. I'm hoping for someone on the West Side or in the north valley, but I will go as far as Paseo and Wyoming or downtown if it means I'll look good. E-mail me at drivinginheels at gmail.com, and we'll be the bestest friends ever.

And if you're not in Albuquerque, but you feel like helping, and you know of a Super Cute Hair that would look super and cute on me, would you please e-mail me a photo? Prettiest please ever?

Your country thanks you.