Mrs Gringrich's hairdo is a monument to self-control Callista Gingrich is the latest in an august line of political consorts with phenomenal, nature-defying hair-dos. Oh it's so easy to mock the follicles of American First Ladies and would-be First Ladies. Callista Gingrich, staunch wife of Newt, is the latest in an august line of political consorts with phenomenal, nature-defying hair -dos. But is the Gingrich main actual hair or a mutant ,humongous popcorn she patriotically pops on when her natural locks are having a bad day? Either way it's awesome and in some ways, inevitable. Mrs Gingrich was a valedictorian at Whitehall Memorial High School in Whitehall, Wisconsin, graduated summa cum laude from Luther College in Iowa, in 1988, served as a staffer in the U.S. House of Representatives and wrote a New York Times bestseller about American Exceptionalism (the Alexis de Tocqueville theory that America is innately different from all other nations) ... for children . Yet now, in the great tradition of political spouses, particularly in the US, she has to listen meekly and mutely as her husband spouts twaddle. No wonder the hair is suborned into an obedient yet imposing work of art. It's a monument to suppressed rage and thwarted talent. Never mind Mittmentum, if the self-evidently disciplined Mrs. G can whip up this much hair out of what, at 45, must be slightly depleting resources, perhaps they should put her in charge of the economy. Expect weeping and a-wailing in Liverpool this month. The so- called scousebrow, recently a flourishing enterprise requiring much tending, trimming and grooming, appears to be under threat. The new Yves Saint Laurent ads zoom in on a brow so attenuated it makes Rachel Zoe look obese. The bulimic brow can only be a harbinger of much more in the way of plucking - because YSL is such a strong statements, and strong statements are next to godliness in the fashion firmament. So what with the success of The Artist, the anticipation gathering for Baz Luhrman's Great Gatsby and the endless publicity for W.E, plus all those flapper dresses about to flood the high street, the bushy brow's days are surely numbered. Read more by Lisa Armstrong here