Mina's
Pedicures are sa-weet. I got foot rubbles the likes of which I had never known. They massaged my legs with sea salt and cleaned and polished and Frenched my toes (French manicured for all you pervs out there). I got slathered with all kinds of pleasant-smelling things and massaged by a cute little vietnamese girl. Why more guys dont get pedicures is beyond me. As if that weren't enough, I don't even recognize my feets anymore! I think I might have lost an entire shoe size and my nails have never looked this good.
I have to admit, I was a little worried when I saw blood-stains on the front of the lady's smock....Okay, so I was a lot worried about the blood stains. Especially when they picked up the rotary tool and spun it a couple times in the air hostel-style. Fortunately it was for Allie and not me, but Al has been giving me a hard time about my deer-in-headlights look ever since. I told her I was mentally prepared for the razor blade thingie, but the power tools were a whole new level of creepy.
I have to admit, I was a little worried when I saw blood-stains on the front of the lady's smock....Okay, so I was a lot worried about the blood stains. Especially when they picked up the rotary tool and spun it a couple times in the air hostel-style. Fortunately it was for Allie and not me, but Al has been giving me a hard time about my deer-in-headlights look ever since. I told her I was mentally prepared for the razor blade thingie, but the power tools were a whole new level of creepy.