It only took me 30 years to discover the power of first acrylic nails. Despite my love for all things beauty and excitement about the latest products on market (yes, I’m talking about the Clarins Double Serum and Jane Iredale’s Pure Gloss), I’ve never been one to take care of my nails. I love the ‘Nailolympics’ at Pure Beauty and really appreciate other people’s creations but am a bit of a chronic nail-biter. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to shift the habit.
Don’t get me wrong, there have been times when I’ve managed to go for months without chewing on my talons. Last year, I sported various shades of lacquer over the summer months and even became a bit of a pro at ‘doing my nails’. But as the sea of life took hold and I sank into the depths of anxiety, my nails became the first victim. Pretty deep, huh?
Well now I want to grow them again as I’m a bridesmaid at my brother’s wedding in October. Instead of simply paint them and hope for the best as I would normally do, I’ve taken drastic action, gone the whole hog and for the first time ever, had acrylics done.
I have to say, I’m pretty impressed so far. Granted, it took three hours of my life to decorate my very dinky fingers with tips, acrylic, varnish and gems.
To be fair, it was my choice of gem decoration that took all the time to painstakingly and patiently apply to the red varnish. But now my 3D embellishment is rock hard and, boy, don’t my nails sparkle?
You could say that my Wizard of Oz nails have worked their magic transforming my talons from tools to jewels.
As for the nail-biting, I can confidently say that these fingers will only be going near my mouth when eating a sandwich. I hope the hard stuff will kick-start my journey to elegant nails.
What do you think of my nails?