(I used a stock image so my potentially gross fingers don't show up as the thumbnail)
So after a detour at the bar I head to the nail salon. Before I even sit down she grabs a nail clipper and starts trimming my nails. Then another lady takes a look at my hand. She puts rubbing alcohol on it which burned worse than the usual burning I experience. She layered on some shellac type coating. While that was drying she insisted on filing the nails on my other hand. She spent extra time on the other ring finger. I guess she didn't like how I take care of that one, but I want it on record that I dislocated that finger and ever since then the fingernail has grown in wavy. I can't be blamed for that one. The whole ordeal took 15 minutes. Also they did it for free even when I told them I wanted to pay!
Anyway I kinda enjoyed the whole experience, besides the bleeding and the rubbing alcohol. Who says you have to suffer to be beautiful? I've never suffered to look as pretty as I am. Apparently it just comes naturally for some people. It was kinda like a hand massage but you end up covered in fingernail dust. And press-on nails are a joke. My nails are all natural.
PS- Happy Leap Day!
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