See what I did there?
That would be an awesome name for a duochrome polish that's blue and red. If Astor #66 and red were the colors in the duochrome, we'd have something pretty epic on our hands (pun intended).
Anyway.. It's been an interesting weekend for me. It's been a long time since I've been out the whole night, right until the morning. I think I slept at 9am. My friend slept over and she tried to take a photo of me sleeping with her laptop, but I woke up. I swear I'm psychic.
She also saw all my nail polish (not even that many) and said I should be a manicurist. Haha. Having any color to choose from and having many hands to paint different colors of polish on (even if I'm not the one who gets to choose all the time) sounds like fun. It's just the feet part I don't like. I don't think I want to scrub people's feet every day. Some people don't take care of their feet AT ALL.
I was itching to paint my nails one night while I still had Astor #66 on, so I did. I'm starting to get that urge more often.. That urge to paint my nails. Not very great because I always get this urge after midnight. And I do need to sleep, so painting my nails that close to bedtime without having a quick-dry top coat on hand isn't a good idea.
I couldn't resist this one time. I decided to use Scotch tape again. I took out a polish that my friend gave me for my birthday, Callas Blood Spy. It's a red shimmer. I love the contrast.
Under my Ikea lamp.
What's a post without a macro shot?
Next to the lights in the wall at Starbucks.
I quite enjoyed my weekend, it was entertaining to say the least. And a little bit gross. But at least it was a change from the regular boring old stuff.
I can't keep this in any longer; why do some people want to put on a show and speak differently on their blogs compared to how they speak in real life? Of course, I don't blabber on about nail polish and the brush and formula and number of coats I used to my friends but to speak in a way that is completely not you just makes you seem, I'm sorry to say, like a douche. There are some things I don't understand about some people, and this is one of them. It's pretentious and doesn't improve your image at all. In fact it's degrading. Why would you make yourself look like an idiot?
I REALLY feel like eating. Too bad there's nothing to eat in the house :/ I hate it when this happens. Now I want to paint my nails again. I hope your weekend was as good as mine! (: