When I was young, I cut my hair like George Wallace. I looked like a high-school football coach from 1964.
Then back in 1990, I decided to go more for the Fabio look. It came to me in a dream. I kept hearing a voice, saying “Why Not Fabio? Why Not Fabio?”
I let my locks grow out. Women started stuffing $100 bills into my back pockets when I walked down the street. When I finally had to tell my wife about it, she sewed on larger pockets back there.