Pro-nails 4-eva – (My Secret Shame)
I blame True Blood, India and Shannon (Ha! Suck it, woman!) for my obsessive need for all things nail polish.
Full, embarrassing disclosure: I paint my nails about 3 times a week. It is the childless woman’s burden to have this kind of time on my hands, literally – I know. Whatever. As Bobby Brown would say, “it’s my prerogative.” I have somewhere around 80 or so polishes currently in my collection and just to be all environmental and shit…. I’ve been using my discards (the colors that either look stupid against my weird skin or just didn’t live up to their internet-swatch promises) to “franken” my own creations. I read no less than 6 nail polish blogs on the regular and I know. I know I’m nuts.
It started innocently enough with a vampy, almost black, purple polish. OPI’s Lincoln Park After Dark.
Pictured here, Spring 2009:


And from there…. sweet mother! Purples, blues, reds, silvers, glitters, vampy, neon, matte…. I cannot be deterred. I love them all. I even bought yellow. Of my own free will.
It’s part meditation – part art – part color therapy. Nail polish. Who knew?
















Tracy – I resent your implication that I am in ANY WAY to blame for your habit.
By the way – the nail polishes you ordered on my computer at my house have arrived. You can come pick them up.
xoxoxox
Shannon