Yesterday afternoon, Alison and I got mani/pedis at the newly renovated Hands to Hold on the corner of Moorpark and Van Nuys Blvd. …and I have been obsessed with my nails ever since. They look like candy!
It’s been over 6 months since I’ve polished my nails – 1. Because after reading about the toxins that enter your body via the polish I was freaked out but too lazy to find eco friendly/healthy polish and 2. because I’m lazy in general with maintenance. Speaking of which, my roots are BAD right now and I have yet to make an appointment at the salon because …well, again, I’m lazy with maintenance and I will have to make a decision on what I want to do with my long, unruly hair and I’d rather wait till summer’s over to do it all but my hair will be in full white trash mode by then. {Phew! can you say run-on-sentence?} My husband would prefer me to be on top of it with all of that …especially the nails. He LOVES when my nails are painted. {Close your eyes if you don’t want to hear this} but, it’s because he likes the way they look wrapped around his manhood. {Sorry!} But it’s true.
ANYWAY…. I am in love with my nails. I can’t stop looking at them like a little girl whose had them painted for the first time! And here is proof of my obsession
Disclaimer: My feet are horribly ugly {enlarge these at your own risk!} …not only are these photos proof that I need to have my left {swollen} ankle checked out, I’ve had bunion surgery {the left} HOT! And, the tattoo on my right toe is regrettable. I’ve had a lady at the nail salon once think it was gangrene. HOTTER!
Check that song on the ipod …and if you’re too young to know who Wham! is, then youtube it now!
