Art by Anniella Victoria Anna Wintour’s hair is a spy. I saw it whispering to her at the Spring/Summer Prada show. She’s discreet, I write, in my little blue book. I have to squint to find a clean blank space amidst her deliveries, luncheons, and skin peelings. The wig shivers and bristles at the next look causing Wintour to narrow her eyebrows, the silver lipped celebrities sitting around her can’t help but lean into her. The wig has a magnetic attraction pulse, I note. Look at the masked...

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