I’ve been seeing these everywhere lately, and I want to be cool too! Let’s see if I can do this right.
Hmm, okay. Clearly I have not quite mastered the ‘polish bottle clutch’ as I refer to it, where your nails are all neatly aligned along the bottle to make the photo more aesthetically pleasing. Apparently this part takes practice.
Also, I feel like my awkward polish bottle clutch makes my hand look less like an attempt to show the color of my nails and more like an attempt to show you how it would look if Davy Jones painted his crab claw in glittery black and then took a picture of it.
I also see where I painted outside the lines on a few nails…okay, all the nails. But hey, it was Saturday night and the kid was at a sleepover and Josh called me just as I was starting to do this and he was all, “I’m almost home. LET’S GET CRAZY AND GO GET SOME POPEYE’S CHICKEN.”
And I’m all, “I’m TRYING to paint my nails right now in the peace and quiet. You’re ruining it.”
And he’s all, “Yeah, HURRY THAT SHIT UP THEN.”
So I did, because fried chicken became a priority in that moment.
I’m not proud of this.