A battle with toenail polish
Posted on | April 28, 2010 | Comments Off
There really was something to be said for the pedicure given to you in a salon in one of those big vibrating massage chairs by some guy or gal who would let you soak your troubles away and give you a massage all the way up your calves all for approximately $24 depending on where you live. Men can get theirs done, as well as a manicure, though many play the manly man card and won’t go near the places. Whatever, their loss, she thought.
The other perk of having your pedicure done, aside from having a wonderful massage and your nails properly clipped and filed, was that your toes would be painted all nice and neat. NEAT being the operative word here.
She had just finished her own version of a home pedicure. It didn’t consist of anything but polish removal and a quick clipping and filing of the nails. Then an attempt at re-polishing. She didn’t fair so well in the NEAT department, having gotten polish all around the surrounding portion of the nail. She figured she’d be able to clean it up later…that polish lifted right up easily after it was dry. (So she hoped anyway.)
She’d gotten a new polish at Target earlier on her errands (Yes! She was out and about early in the day, no kidding!) and was eager to try it out. She should have just brought it with her to a salon and let the pros do it. This was turning into a messy, smelly event without any of the massage or comfort usually involved in the process. Hmmm…
She wondered if she should give up and frolick off to the salon anyway, or continue to try and turn the “art” on her toes into something presentable. She was trying to conserve some money. Tempting though…that calf massage really was tempting…
She wondered who came up with the idea of painting toenails in the first place. Another man idea perhaps. One more thing to have to deal with. Worse yet was fingernails. The polish ALWAYS chipped unless you had fake nails and who wanted to pay for and deal with those? Not to mention inhale the powder and dust involved in the process. Bleh.
She looked down at her toes again and thought maybe this battle could be won and things would be salvageable after all. Beautiful toenails to show off…when she opted to save her feet instead of her brain.
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