As scoops go, it is not quite up there with Watergate, but I was the first journalist to uncover the secret of Donald Trump’s brushed-forward, combed-over hairstyle, the one that looks like a sunken apricot soufflé. He wets it, then applies copious amounts of hairspray.
That was in 2008. When it became clear last year that he really was running for president — that it wasn’t a weird joke — my interview with him did much pinging back and forth on social media, especially in America.
“People always comment on my hair,” he told me, “but it’s not that bad, and it is mine — look.” He tugged on the front. “I mean, I get killed on it. I had an article where someone said it
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