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on the pre-pubescent catwalk

I was just filing my nails and a random memory popped into my head. I was twelve, maybe thirteen and attending a “modeling” class at Sears. Yes, Sears and Roebuck, that Sears. We were taking part in “grooming” lessons. The instructors had given out little bags of finger/toenail paraphernalia; clippers, a buffer, the little stick [...]