Lower Main Street was by no means Madison Avenue. It was that place where I established my new salon. The article written in the Maui News created the buzz that sent business from good to great.  Women left the salon with haircuts they had only seen in magazines. Before long it was of necessity that I trained others to handle the flow of clientèle. In time my New York attire was set aside. Comfortable flip flops and flowered Aloha shirts felt just right. To this day I wear such shirts beneath Armani jackets when traveling. Scissoring opened the door to an island adventure. It's a different sort of work when primarily focused on the female. I love them. Gay men laugh with them, I ask for the dance. In such moments I fly away.