Is it still spring out there? We’re still in 2020, right? And this IS Planet Earth, yes? Show of hands if you, like me, have found the last two weeks to be wildly disorienting. I woke up this morning and had NO idea what day it was, or how far into the month of March we were. To deploy a favourite Buffy-ism, time’s gone all David Lynch over here.
So in the midst of the March that will not end, I was tending to a bit of what-season-is-it-anyways? cleaning when I ran across this cheery old KB Shimmer polish, Where My Peeps At? Rummaging around, I discovered that a number of my KB polishes – mostly the three-quarters empty, glitter-packed ones I’ve used time and time again – had completely dried out. I guess I just loved them too hard. The move was also not terribly kind to them (the move was not terribly kind to ANY of our possessions.)
But Where My Peeps At? was still standing strong. And since merely staring at its sunny yellow hue was cheering me up, I thought I’d go the extra mile and give myself a nice little manicure. Then, if I was feeling so inclined, I’d maybe go outside and take some pictures for the blog, find a nice spot around the side of the house where the lighting is good and the neighbours won’t see me standing there in nothing but my jammies and a really bitchin’ mani. Then I’d go back inside because of, you know, that whole troublesome end of times thing.
And so that is what I did! And it felt great, better than I’ve felt – more normal than I’ve felt – in weeks. So if you, like me and probably 95 percent of the world, feel like life has gone completely bananas and you’re just a little lost, try returning to an activity you have not indulged in for quite some time, even if it’s as simple as just painting your nails. I think you’d be amazed at how comforting and soothing a hesitant attempt at normalcy can really be.
Last year I titled a post, featuring a bow-centric manicure, Bowverkill!, thinking I had achieved maximum bowage per nail. Turns out there’s always more room for bows, as this manicure certainly bears out. Here I used a sweet, summery polish from Delush, 50 Shades of Yay, topped with OPI’s matte topcoat for a frosted, almost candied sort of look. Plus bows! So many little bows. 🙂
Or make it a little bit of both! But that really didn’t fit the fairies’ rhyming scheme in Sleeping Beauty, so they just stopped with pink and blue.
I, however, did not stop with just pink and blue in this manicure (Pure Ice’s frosty pink Peony and Nails Inc.’s cobalt Baker Street, in case you were curious) topping both polishes with Mr. Bubble, a favourite glitter topper from indie polish maker Polish Me Silly that has to be at least five years old now, and I’m just astonished that it’s still in polish-able condition. Glitter-based polishes, particularly those in mini bottles, have a tendency to dry up rather quickly, but this bubbly lovely is still flowing smoothly. Noice!
I cribbed the indigo-over-pink gradient AND the choice of glitter polish from an old Chalkboard Nails manicure that first caught my eye back in – woah, sorry, had to take a moment to contemplate my own mortality there for a sec – 2014. The glittery little bow was my idea, although I’ll add a bow charm to just about any mani I can. Sarah Thompson, the blogger and nail artist behind Chalkboard Nails, is still doing her thing, albeit now over on Instagram. I follow some nail art accounts, and yet I had absolutely no idea that she was still in the mix. Instagram really sucks these days, doesn’t it?
This mani doesn’t suck and I love this colour combination. And three cheers for Mr. Bubble, keepin’ on keepin’ on. 🙂
Here’s some ultra shimmery, very unicorny nails for no reason other than it’s Thursday, the weather’s all bummy and I have an entire diningroom’s worth of painting to get done before 5 pm this evening. No sweat, says I! Although I have been sweating a great deal, which is what happens when you’re contorting yourself into positions never before attempted by the world’s most practiced yogis in order to just. reach. this. onnnnneeeeee. spot. in. the. corner. of. the. closet. that. no. one. but. you. will. ever. see. or. even. know. is. there. But it will haunt your dreams if
you I don’t deal with it immediately, so here we are!
I won’t tell you the base colours I used in this manicure – a chromatic, vaguely fuzzy-looking pink topped with diagonal sponging in chromatic teal and green to mimic the prism of light captured along the edge of this new cup I purchased – because the company is long out of business, and also went down in a spectacular blaze of not-so-glorious glory. None of the polishes I own were affected by said blaze, so I’ve continued using them, although I try not to talk up the company.
But I did top the whole works off with another polish that I’d be happy to talk up, Orly’s unicorn-in-a-bottle glitter topper, Anything Goes. This polish hits all the fun P requirements – pretty, pastel and purple! Now back to a P word of my own, sigh – painting.
Still frosty, still frozen, only now we Canadians have a lot of American company – welcome to continuous sub-zeros, my southern friends. Ain’t she glorious? I seriously haven’t been warm in weeks. I just live in little furry boot slippers and every layer I can get my frostbitten hands on. Looking forward to enjoying some sunnier Florida temps soon.
Until then, another icy-looking mani featuring ILNP’s silver holo, Mega, under a frosted dusting of Enchanted Polish’s Freeze Machine. Brrrr…
I love the pastel approach to Christmas; my dream Christmas tree is actually a rosy pink artificial behemoth covered in soft white twinkle lights. One day, my pretty, one day.
But for now I’ll content myself with my admittedly pretty dope, food ornament-covered tree (also a bit of a behemoth, though getting on in years) and this festive glitter polish, KB Shimmer’s Merry Pinkmas (also getting on in years; you can see a bit of the separated whitener that’s settled at the bottom of the bottle.) I think it looks a bit like Strawberry Shortcake in a bottle, and it’s one of my favourite old glitter polishes to bust out around the holidays (it also sees a bit of action on Valentine’s Day; can’t ever go wrong with that pink and red combo.)
Today started off Indian Summer foggy and ended Victorian London bleak. That’s what happens when the temperature plummets 30 degrees in the span of a few hours and you live on the edge of a river. Or at least I swear there’s usually a river back there somewhere. 😉
After staring into the mist (just not, you know, THE Mist) for hours on end, I thought I’d perk myself up with an ultra flashy manicure, but even this lacquer, Glam Polish’s The Best Futterwacken in All of Witzend (just rolls off the tongue, don’t it?) proved to be no match for all the glum. Shame, because this polish is essentially a Rockette costume ground up and stuffed into a bottle. That sounded more attractive in my head.
Here’s hoping those grey skies are gonna clear up in time for the weekend; it would be nice to actually get out and enjoy the leaves while they’re at their autumn peak. Definitely not foggy on that.