Tag: Dance Lessons by Aine Greaney

Writer with a Day Job: About the Blue Curlers

Standing there at my car, his lips twitched. He was trying not to laugh. At me. Once again, I was driving to work with a head full of large, blue hair curlers. He mustered his cop-serious voice. “–Then you’ll see the signs after that.” “Thanks very much,” I said. “Yeah. Good luck!” he said, with […]