My Kentucky Wildcats lost tonight. For those of you who follow NCAA March Madness you know what I am talking about. I (along with most of Lexington) am in a state of shock and sadness. It is so so sad. I painting my nails blue during the game (unfortunately not quite UK blue) and loved how they looked so I messed around with some self portraits. Luckily Elliot’s brother was kind enough to give me a table-cloth from his wedding so I now have a backdrop.
I am terrible with painted nails. For more than one reason. First of all, I am too impatient, and never let them dry enough before I start using my hands again. And so they then end up getting smudged and gross before I am even done some times. Second, I use my hands a lot, and am not very gentle with them, and so even if the nail polish doesn’t get messed up immediately after, by the next day they are chipped and look like a 5 year olds fingernails. Despite all this, I have recently decided I really like how my nails look painted. It is quite the situation. I just finished painting them tonight (and managed to be patient enough to let them dry completely!) and realized I still didn’t have a picture for the day, so I grouped all my polish (a small selection I know) together and snapped a few.