Gettin girly
As far back as I can remember, I've had terrible nails because I'm a nervous biter. I would go it without realizing I was doing it, and I have stubby sausage fingers to begin with. But ever since my trip out to Buffalo, then Cedar Point with my favorite terrible people a few weeks ago and we sat down and painted our nails at Rachel's house for no reason, I've been trying to grow mine out so that I have more nail to paint. I'm going to a Mets game today, and I was getting crafty with it last night, and here are the results:
And less on my right hand, because lefty painting is hard:
Thought one or both of you might enjoy. I'm proud of it at least. It's a big accomplishment for me to have painted nails.
K, happy 4th you guys!
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