Yet more girly stuff
A million billion years ago (or 1985,) the other skirted-suit and bow-tie wearing women and I had a pink shirt on Friday deal going on, mainly to see if the men would dare. Today, I honor that tradition with pink nail polish on Fridays.
Today's polish is Kiss Me, I'm Brazilian, from the aforementioned OPI 2014 Spring/Summer Collection. In the amazon.com link, it looks like a pretty standard pink, doesn't it? Yet another reason I'm glad I got the mini (see aforementioned link) set to try out the colors! In person, it looks like electric strawberry sorbet, which will be perfect for high summer...but looks a little garish at the moment.
I may have to shop for a pink shirt to match it so it doesn't stand out too much and feel lonely. Oh, the humanity.
Settle a bet with my mom*, please?
When justalurkr talks about girly stuff:
(a) I feel patronized, because what's wrong with girly?
(b) I totally get that justalurkr doesn't think there's anything wrong with girly, she just doesn't see herself that way.
For everyone who answered (a,) please see (b.) I salute anyone who can unironically rock pink lipstick, skirts, heels and a one inch manicure. Or who understands lingerie that doesn't come in cotton and sixpacks. Or who can do her own hair in under 10 minutes. Or who takes an hour to get ready in the morning. Or who has never even once in her life been considered "one of the guys."
That person has simply never been me, and the taking seriously of nail polish and eyeshadow at midlife has been a bit of a shock. Of course, had I known that mani/pedis contained as much hand and foot rubbing as they do, it might not have taken me so long. ;)
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*here is where I, loving my mother above all other women as I do, still gripe about "pot/kettle" and "apple/tree," given that (a) she is only slightly more girly in the make up department (largely from having been raised in the South with no choice in the matter,) and (b) only one of us can cook a meal in under three hours without dirtying every pot and fraying every nerve in the kitchen, and I learned that from my dad, so :P
Today's polish is Kiss Me, I'm Brazilian, from the aforementioned OPI 2014 Spring/Summer Collection. In the amazon.com link, it looks like a pretty standard pink, doesn't it? Yet another reason I'm glad I got the mini (see aforementioned link) set to try out the colors! In person, it looks like electric strawberry sorbet, which will be perfect for high summer...but looks a little garish at the moment.
I may have to shop for a pink shirt to match it so it doesn't stand out too much and feel lonely. Oh, the humanity.
Settle a bet with my mom*, please?
When justalurkr talks about girly stuff:
(a) I feel patronized, because what's wrong with girly?
(b) I totally get that justalurkr doesn't think there's anything wrong with girly, she just doesn't see herself that way.
For everyone who answered (a,) please see (b.) I salute anyone who can unironically rock pink lipstick, skirts, heels and a one inch manicure. Or who understands lingerie that doesn't come in cotton and sixpacks. Or who can do her own hair in under 10 minutes. Or who takes an hour to get ready in the morning. Or who has never even once in her life been considered "one of the guys."
That person has simply never been me, and the taking seriously of nail polish and eyeshadow at midlife has been a bit of a shock. Of course, had I known that mani/pedis contained as much hand and foot rubbing as they do, it might not have taken me so long. ;)
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*here is where I, loving my mother above all other women as I do, still gripe about "pot/kettle" and "apple/tree," given that (a) she is only slightly more girly in the make up department (largely from having been raised in the South with no choice in the matter,) and (b) only one of us can cook a meal in under three hours without dirtying every pot and fraying every nerve in the kitchen, and I learned that from my dad, so :P