Oh ok, then...here goes..
I just couldn't get the interest up to paint my nails....(quivering voice, loud sobbing, hiccuppy noises, honking of nose etc.)
|If this were a nail polish blog, I would caption this as: "OPI Flower to Flower from their 2009 Summer Collection, 2 coats, with topcoat", but it's not a nail blog and I can't actually remember exactly, though it is OPI|
For a couple of days (WARNING: EXPLICIT DETAILS COMING UP) my nails were bare. Unpolished. Au naturel.
|This is my lovely friend D totally rocking red nails in her elegant French way|
|Above Barry M (I know because it says so on the bottle) and below some OPI which I think is called Catch Me InYour Net or it could be Take Me To The Vet, you know how they love their weird names...|
Painting your nails IS unimportant, trivial, needlessly time consuming and pointless.
|Some Nails Inc bluey/purple which Lovely B gave me, and just look at how my paw is clamped onto the choccie box|
And that is what makes it such an enjoyable, worthwhile and therapeutic activity.
|Here I am showing how your polish can match random household objets ..or am I about to throw the vase at Mr B???|
|Hot Lips top from H&M, not in any way suitable for a woman of my age which is of course why I had to buy it..|
Mrs Blighty, philosopher extraordinaire.
Eat your heart out, Bernard-Henri Levy*.
* As I am sure you all know already BHL is a French philosopher, recently rumoured to have been dating Daphne Guinness; I just had a most interesting read of Wikipedia where I was most amused to see he had once used the works of one Botul to refute the arguments of Kant; it turns out Botul is a spoof, cooked up by some French wag; the giveway is that his philosophy is know as Botulism...