Color my world. Or at least my nails. But not my nails.
Today is always a new day, isn’t it? But yesterday I talked about “Where’s the Beef” and the lovely Clara Peller. In all of that, I mentioned that Clara was a manicurist for 35 years in Chicago. Manicurists. There’s more to their story than meets the eye. At some point, somewhere, a person must have […]
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