Femininity is way over-rated.
As you know, in August (around my birthday) I didn't have much hair so hubby got me a gift certificate for a nail salon. I so appreciated and loved the "new look" of my hands. I felt so feminine. What I lacked in hair, I was making up for in my hands. My nails looked beautiful!
Until I got home and tried to type. An email that once took twenty seconds to type, now took an entire episode of Matlock to get through.
I like to wear necklaces. Those days were gone. No way to clasp it with those nails. And the little tiny backs of earrings? Wasn't happening.
So I went to the store yesterday and bought non-acetone to take the nails off. I'd had enough. Soaked them in this solution and finally got all but three of them off. Yeah, it's kind of like having a snaggle-tooth grin. Looks pretty weird having three long ones and the rest stubs.
Anyway, my nails hurt like the dickens all night. And they're in awful shape from that glue stuff.
All of you out there with beautiful acrylic nails, I salute you. As for me? It's back to stubs and quick typing.
But the good news? At least now I have hair. :-)
Labels: acetone, acrylic nails, nail salon, Polish