This suit-dress is perfectly fine, but what is happening on Daisy’s head? It’s like bedhead crossed with a bad makeover, drizzled with that weird asexual coif you get sometimes on the 4 p.m. eyewitness news broadcast, where she has to pep her way through stories about a local goat that ran for town council — and won! — and pedestrian reactions to a new crosswalk. At 5 o’clock, she puts on a baseball cap and opens the whiskey in her desk. “CNN won’t let this happen to you, Daisy,” she whispers into the Jameson fumes. “Someday you’ll show them all what hair can do.”
