"You don't just roll out of the house with a messed-up fade. That's not how we roll in New Orleans."Somebody should write a history (a hair-story?) of post-Katrina hair: the neglected refugee 'dos, the bad cuts in unfamiliar cities, the extreme lengths people went to to find their old stylists. I remember, one of the first things I rescued from my house was my hair-clippers, and it gave me deep satisfaction to hack back my nasty Texas-shag.