When you have a long vacation from college (where nail art isn’t allowed) what do you do?
You paint, my child, you paint.
And paint I did!
Brought out my nail art paraphernalia, got comfortable and began.
Oh and goodness me, I had forgotten the copious amounts of patience this required.
Two hours later, when I was finally satisfied with the way it turned out, I realized something.
I didn’t do the dishes after lunch. (Yeah, I can be super-dumb sometimes.)
With freshly painted nails, that is something you wouldn’t want to do. Neither could I leave the dishes, because moms.
I had no option but to gear up for battle.
My left palm safely inside a plastic bag secured by a rubber band and my weapon (scrubber) held firmly in the right. Mountain of Vessels, here I come!
The battle was tough and the rubber band was a silent killer. It was stopping the blood supply and my hand started going numb.
But I moved forward and well, mission accomplished!
All for this…
PS, Christmas is coming! 🙂
Until next time,