Frivolous

Today, during my lunch break, I had my fingernails painted a deep blood red. I can't remember the last time I had such a strong color on my hands. I love the way it looks! For as much as I love the result of a manicure, I rarely have them done because I work so much with wire and pliers and nasty things like liver of sulphur while making jewelry, my nails tend to get ruined very quickly. I also have the habit of using my nails - especially my thumbnails - as tools while I work with metal, so a manicure is generally money thrown out the window for me.

But today, it was worth it. Even if they get nicked and destroyed within 24 hours, the pleasure I am getting from my vampy nails on the keyboard is justification enough.

As for my toes, they are a natural color with the slightest hint of gold sparkle. I love wildly colored toenails, but have exercised restraint in the last 3 years and mainly gone with neutrals. Why? Because Rico has this inexplicable, strangely intense aversion to colored toenails. I think he must have had childhood trauma with an auntie with coral sunset toes or something, because this is above and beyond just thinking colored toes are ugly.

For whatever reason, the nix on color does not apply to fingernails, so this is where I choose to live on the wild side these days.

Oh, my. I think it's time for me to step away from the computer. We have a leaving party this evening for our friend El Erik, so I'd best leave the silliness/tendency to blabber/random-ness to a more appropriate venue.