(personal picture of my odd nails a few years ago) I conclude that graphic designers are destined to not have nice manicures lasting longer than ONE day. Too many hot keys to hit! You see, [Ctrl-Z] and [Ctrl-X] are nearly not as bad as hitting a [Ctrl-G]. Yes, just like that, the side of my thumb rolls to reach the "G" and that pretty polish is chipped. Daaaaannng it!
Honestly, (I knew) I wasn't destined to have the prettiest of nails, but sometimes it's just a nice thought to think on and dream about. *sigh*
This morning I was washing dishes and thought, "Oh! If I were one of those prim and proper type ladies I would most definitely be scrubbing these dishes with yellow scrub gloves". I would also say that line in a very "lady-like" voice... kind of like how women spoke in the old time movies... Maureen O'hara perhaps. BUT, ho-hum, I had no yellow gloves to wear... so scrub away I did and little by little this lovely pretty nail color is now seemingly going away.
The good thing is, is that there's a zillion and one nail salons! (all the women clink their mimosa glasses and scream, "Hooray!")
Actually, I could do my nails myself. However! It is just way more relaxing when someone massages your arms and hands. For those 45 minutes I have escaped and am out of my element especially when The Ellen Show is on. Oh but wait, Ellen isn't the only good stuff to listen to in these woman havens.
Yesterday's experience wasn't anything too unusual. Pretty much the norm, I quickly placed Ellen on backup and directed my ears and eavesdroping ability to all the Highland Park moms' jibber jabber and important items they deem as.... "business". They were squawking over their US Weeklys and dressed in pinks, yellows and blues, as were their heels... but I think I'd prefer to call them pumps right now . Dressed in fitted dresses and colored... pumps, I wanted to remind them that Easter was over but then, didn't think it would have made that much of a difference either way. I named these ladies Jen, Daphne and Kim (there's always a Kim) and vowed never to be like them ever. Ever.
Nail salon... a getaway? Indeed it is. You get to see things you don't normally see or even want to. Just like on vacation when the European OR really unfit man is wearing a Speedo. For a day its okay (kind of), but everyday would just be really really bad.
So from time to time, a one day getaway, I'm fine with.... even when the color chips.
SIGNED: DISCONTINUING THE SPEEDO JUST LIKE O.P.I. DISCONTINUED BERRY TUBULAR.
1 comment:
I love getting my toes and nails done. I am always interested in what the women working on my hands have to say, because I can tell they're talking about my hands, but I can't understand them. I feel kind of like my hands are under a microscope :-}
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