Since I can't change the president, I reckoned I'd change my nail polish. Blogging about such a subject is something I do with hesitation. Ryan's eyes are rolling already. But what the hell: it's election night, and America clearly favors style over substance.
So I proceed . . .
Last week or so, I had the bright idea of going pale pink with sparkles. Aren't the bottles lovely?
Alas, the glitter looks best in the bottle.
It dried into silver-gray splotches, and the end effect was really ghetto.
But I have not given up on bling bling.
Curious to check out our new Ulta store (which did not disappoint),
I found this bottle of "Red Carpet."
It's a rich, deep red like an autumn apple, and its sparkle is perfectly subtle.
This "Star-Spangled" would have been my second choice:
To get the old stuff off, it took vigorous scrubbing with 100% acetone
and almost as much time as it's taking to call Florida.
But I'm happy with the end result.