I’d like to pretend that the diminishing gradient-within-a-gradient thing I’ve got going on here was on purpose (my pinkie represents a freshly-layered ombre latte, whereas my index finger is said latte after a few minutes’ rest?) but it was not. It’s always such a pain when the coolest effects come about completely unintentionally!
This manicure reminds me of this nitro-brewed concoction Mr. Finger Candy ordered at a Starbucks Reserve the other day (AKA Super Pretentious Starbucks with Rough Hewn, Wood Grain bars and a Wine List.) It had a creamy, gently churning top layer that looked just like the head on a pint of Guinness (also a husband favourite; my man likes his coffee and his beer hella STRONG.) It was pretty cool – he said the cold brew technique really brought out those notes in the coffee (citrus, caramel, etc.) that none of us can normally detect – but perhaps nothing that needs to be repeated on a daily basis (she says now; wait until the day he’s lugging home canisters of combustible gases so we can nitro our coffee from the comfort of our very own (pre-explosion) kitchen!)
For all my friends longing for – or on the cusp of – a nice, relaxing beach day. Me, I don’t do beaches. Me + sun = crispy red lobster, so I tend to abstain. I’m also totally that pooh that sits there in a long-sleeved rash guard, sarong, wide-brimmed hat and SPF 70, fussily rotating the beach umbrella into the shade every 23 and a half minutes.
So no actual beaches for me! But I’m quite content with this very beachy manicure, which utilizes a new-to-me technique, water spotting. In water spotting, you drop a few polish droplets onto the surface of water (here a basic white creme to mimic the sudsy surf rushing ashore a sandy beach.) Then taking a spray perfume or cologne, spritz onto the surface of the polish, creating a semi-transparent, lacy effect like the rushing surf. Then you dip your painted nails into the polish as you would with a water marble manicure. And since no shoreline would be complete without at least a few seashells and starfish, I added a few of those, too. Surf’s up!
We’re sailing in uncharted (frozen) waters here, friends, as these nails represent the first time in over 1,500 manicures (whaaa?) that I’ve not fully painted my nails to opacity, opting instead to go The Full Nail Monty! Or The Partial Nail Monty, as there’s some edge-of-the-nail accessorizing at work here in the form of Sally Hansen’s very frosty-looking Gem Crush in Showgirl Chic. Simple and elegant frozen fabulousness.
Because there’s something sort of sinister about these creeping green tendrils over a black-and-red gradient. I think Miss Ivy would approve.
Sure, we’ll call these many-pink’d dots petals. Rose petals, if you want to get technical, even. 🙂
I was initially going to call these Ren Faire nails, but there’s really not enough boobs on display. Gotta have the heaving cleave! Also brocade, gold filigreed ribbon and enough velvet to choke a team of department store Santas. But mainly laced-up boobs, and seeing as I don’t really go in for the joke store approach to nail art, it became laces atop a velvety sort of gradient (Glam Polish’s purple Lydia edged with a tiny little bit of night blue Second Star To The Right) instead. Huzzah!
So titled after the very sprinkle-like neon glitter topper I used here, Polish Me Silly’s Freckles, over a simple purple-on-cream gradient. It’s super overcast and gloomy here today, and I wanted a cheerful manicure that reminds me of food – I think this definitely qualifies!