I'm pretty lazy - okay, REALLY lazy - about girly rituals such as styling hair or doing nails. Although I appreciate the looks of artful manis, skillfully arranged tresses, and carefully applied make-up, for me the effort doesn't seem worth it. Polish chips, make-up fades, hair goes limp and frizzes.
Occasionally I give myself a pedicure, usually early in beach season or around the holidays. Pedis trump manis because eyes rarely see toenails close up; dings and smudges aren't readily noticeable. Plus, I can milk a pedicure for nearly six weeks with a daily dab of nail oil. So, pre-Christmas, I painted my toenails bright red. Pre-New Year's, I added a sparkly topcoat. Ten festively decorated digits were about as flashy as I got, but they made me smile.
Tonight, at my first yoga class of 2016, I caught sight of my holiday toes. I'm still smiling.
Occasionally I give myself a pedicure, usually early in beach season or around the holidays. Pedis trump manis because eyes rarely see toenails close up; dings and smudges aren't readily noticeable. Plus, I can milk a pedicure for nearly six weeks with a daily dab of nail oil. So, pre-Christmas, I painted my toenails bright red. Pre-New Year's, I added a sparkly topcoat. Ten festively decorated digits were about as flashy as I got, but they made me smile.
Tonight, at my first yoga class of 2016, I caught sight of my holiday toes. I'm still smiling.
#pedis, #150orless, #smile
