Fashion reporter Lacey Smithsonian tackles her first deadly fashion crime in Washington, D.C., "The City Fashion Forgot." A beautiful dead hairstylist, a straight razor, and a horrible haircut? The D.C. cops call it an open-and-shut case of suicide. But Lacey's nose for nuance, her subtle style instincts, and her "punk goddess with a heart of gold" hairstylist, Stella, tell her this fashion crime is really murder. Wading through a murderous swamp of diva hairstylists, Washington political scandals, and suspiciously "assisted" suicides, Lacey must tease out the twisted truth before she falls victim to the Capital City's next fatal coiffure. Only her wits and style sense can save her, along with the help of her screwball stylist, a short-circuited psychic, and the one man out of her past she thought she'd never have a second chance with. And they say a bad haircut can't kill you! Or can it? Lacey's Fashion Bite of the Day: "Never wear pink to testify before the Special Prosecutor! Accused of high crimes? Dress in high style, not like a little Bo Peep who has lost not only her sheep, but her wits as well."