Normally, it is the suit that makes the man.

Normally, it is the suit that makes the man.

But not if you were tennis star Andre Agassi during the early 1990s.

For most, poofy hair went seriously out of fashion in the late 1980s, along with shoulder pads, Tab, hair metal, chia pets, jelly shoes, mullets and rat tails.

But Agassi worked hard to keep big, fluffy, hair spray-supported attractions alive and feathered in the ‘90s. Looking more like the Ultimate Warrior than a tennis player, Agassi’s unique — and severely misguided — mix of neon-bright clothes and huge hair became his trademark, identifying the young racket swinger as a counter-culture rebel.

Which makes it a tad disappointing to learn just how manufactured Agassi’s image — and hair — really were.

First, there was the revelation that Agassi used the drug crystal methamphetamine for more than a year, and then lied about his usage to avoid a suspension.

But now comes the real stunner.

In published details from a soon-to-be-released autobiography, Agassi recounts how he sent his brother running around Paris before the start of a match in the 1990 French Open. The quest: To find bobby pins that would support Agassi’s atrocious spiked-mullet weave from falling off his head.

“Of course I could play without my hairpiece. But after months of derision, criticism, mockery, I’m too self-conscious,” Agassi writes in his book. “Image Is Everything? What would they say if they knew? Win or lose, they wouldn’t talk about my game. They’d only talk about my hair.”

And, somehow, we still are today.