My First Manicure

So the other day, I just got the very first manicure of my life. I know. You are asking, how could I, in all my years, not have found 30 minutes to do a manicure before this? Especially when I so clearly love beautiful things. Truth is, long nails simply bother me (esp when it is at the stage where it is not too short nor too long and dirt just gets trapped there). So I've just keep it all very nice and short. . . . . until yesterday. In celebration of Harrods Girl and I reuniting again in London for spring break, we decided to treat ourselves to our very first £24 manicure.

The actual experience was very relaxing. The lady filed and shaped our nails, cleaned our cuticles and painted 4 layers on varnish on them. Harrods Girl chose a smashing deep red color while I went with an elegant whitish pink color. The end result was well worth the torture of me delibrately trying to grow out my nails during finals week (and finals week is the worse!)-it looked fabulous!

Unfortunately for me, 20 minutes afer my manicure, in my hurry to button up my jacket and rush to dinner at Locanda Locatelli (the best italian restuarant in London!), I chipped one huge piece off and scratched two of my nails. Since then, it has continued to chip and scratch. So in conclusion, at this careless stage of my life, I don't think that manicures are meant for me afterall.

Although I do highly recommend professional nail varnish for anyone interested in home manicures, like the two OPI ones shown above (the Essi ones are pretty good as well). They are easy to apply, quick to dry, longlasting and unscratchable (for thin layers). Plus, they're only about $6 a bottle, which is definitely a bargain compared to the price of an actual manicure.