When Susan Venus' art car, called the Venus Hairse, is parked outside her beauty shop, it means the salon is open for business. Once inside, you may still think you're looking at an art car or that you've fallen through the looking glass. Mardi Gras masks, beads, mannequins, Venus de Milo figures and paintings by local artists cover every wall and hang from ceilings at Venus Hair. Customers wear retro animal-print capes to protect clothing. Heights characters drop by to chat as if they're visiting Mayberry's barbershop. There are no conservative style police lurking here, so no request is greeted with a raised eyebrow. Ask for the world: Venus is only too happy to dye your hair three colors, give you a Mohawk or create a tinted, bouffant up do for your great-aunt Esmeralda's wedding. It's your hair. Express yourself.