Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Nail Polish and My Split Personality



I love nail polish.

It’s like getting a new outfit, only a lot cheaper. I am convinced though that my nails have some sort of weird toxic oils that come out of them (that sounds a lot grosser than I meant it to be, sorry about that) because nail polish doesn’t harden when I put it on, it just stays soft and tacky. Except for the wonderful Revlon nail polish. I love this stuff. It works great on my toxic nails.

About once a week (usually on Thursday night because Stephen is gone at church band practice) I paint my nails. I have a whole routine. First, I start with cutting and filing my nails. Then I use the Satin Hands kit by Mary Kay (thanks Nancy!) to make my hands and cuticles super soft, and satiny of course. Then the painting. Wait, wait, back up. I forgot the most important and best part! Picking the color!

Now this is a very important decision because this will be the color I will be committing to for the next week. That's a pretty big commitment. This decision may very well determine my outfit choices (I usually don’t care but if it really clashes or really matches, it can make or break it for me) as well as my mood for the week. Take for instance, the color I chose this week.

Electric Pink.



Also, an example of an outfit that was totally inspired by the nail color.



Most of the colors I own fall into two categories, really bright, or really dark. I have been stuck in a dark color rut for a few months now. Don’t get me wrong, I love my black, silver and navy blues but I was in need of a change. So I decided to go for something bright and funky. So all week now I have been wearing brighter colors and when I look down at my nails the brightness makes me smile (side note, nail polish colors also affect my perfume choice, while wearing this color I always want to wear my Pink Sugar perfume that smells like cotton candy, where as when I wear the dark colors I wear my Kat von D Sinner perfume, but I am rambling, maybe I will do a post on perfume and my moods...anyways, moving on.)

This may all seem very random and superficial, especially the former (cause who really cares about my nail polish choices right?), but I find it to be a very good analogy for myself and my personality. I have two sides.

On one side I am the bright, cute, quiet, sweet little Megan.



On the other, I am the edgy, tattooed, outspoken, fiery redhead.



So in conclusion, chose your nail polish wisely, it may say more about you than you think.

1 comment:

Patti said...

As a former hand model, I too, had an obsession with nail polish...but, I reasoned, I made money from those hands so such attention was deserved!! Sadly, age has caught up with those same money makers and I'm afraid my hand modeling days are long over...along with finding the time for upkeep. BUT, I've discovered the joys of pedicures instead!!