So I got a manicure.
This picture makes my fingers look weird.
But, I am obsessed with this pretty blue color.
I think in my entire life I have gotten maybe 4 manicures. I documented the nightmare experience of one of them here and here. And then I got one for Bean's wedding with less traumatic results.
And I just got one to celebrate the end of Cindy-Lou's single hood and now I am obsessed with sneaking peeks and my pretty, pretty nails. Of course I've already ruined them a little bit (once a lady hobo, always a lady hobo) but they're still quite nice.
I understand why girls do such things on a regular basis. I don't have the expendable income to allow for such frivolity, but I am inspired to at least try to maintain such a silly piece of femininity for awhile.
Please also note that I got a manicure and then spent most of the day Sunday lying in old sweatpants watching football (as a little bit pictured)...so don't worry - I haven't gone too soft.
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