You know, “Goooood-bye, Ru-bee Friday, who could hang a name on you?” That’s how that Rolling Stones song goes, right? (massive joke here – my Boomer parents are hardcore Stones fans, particularly my mom, and have been since they were about 16 years old. I’ve sent them off to Toronto on more than a couple of occasions to catch their shows, always with the vague fear that my mother’s head is just going to explode, simply from breathing the same air as the leathery, seemingly indestructible object of her lifelong lust, Keith Richards. Anyhow, long joke short, I’m well versed in the Stones. Also the Animals, the Kinks, the Traveling Wilburys, Bob Segar, bit of Springsteen – that’s the music I grew up with. No wonder my taste in music skews so very rock.)
Anyhow, I may have gotten the day wrong on these ruby-esque nails, but whether it’s Tuesday or Friday, I think they’re still pretty dope. I actually did this manicure last month for the nail art challenge I’ve been participating in on Instagram for the theme of gemstones. I’ve been doing gemstone and stone-type nails for a little while now, actually had a few in reserve that I could have whipped out for just such an occasion, but I decided to try a little something different with this manicure, opting for a jelly sandwich mani wherein I layered sponged-on silver and glittery red polishes between thick, glossy coats of a vibrant, ruby red jelly. It turned out to be a pretty good technique – I think these nails look like the cross-section of a cut gemstone, so pretty. I think they look particularly nice in the matte finish – gems before they’ve hit the buffer ‘n’ polisher.
And they don’t look too bad in WAY SUPER UP CLOSE MACRO MODE either. It’s always amazing the level of detail that shows up in a macro shot, huh? By the way, NEVER turn a macro lens on, say, your skin. You’ll walk away convinced that you’re desiccating on the spot. Hey, just like our leathery man, Keef! (kidding, Mom, I’m kidding – c’mon, you know Keith’s gonna outlast us all. And thank goodness – we’re going to need sweet riffs in the apocalypse.) 😉
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. 🙂
Call this updated Night of the Living Dead-esque manicure the inevitable sequel to a design I always thought I could do a little bit better. I’m sure George A. Romero thought likewise when he attempted Dawn of the Dead. Ooh, sick zombie burn!
But real talk? Wonkus hand position aside, I actually prefer the original design; it’s clearer than this muddled black-and-white cemetery, and the tiny details are more delicately rendered. Here, take a peek!
Not entirely unfortunate, right? Like I said, slightly sideways hand position aside (it took a long, long time to nail down a position that both felt and looked good) I think this 2013 manicure is far superior to the one I did today. What’s old is new again! Or maybe I’m just regressing? Hard to tend to my nail artabilities when I’m running off to Disney every 20 seconds (slight exaggeration, but only slight – we’re leaving for our anniversary trip in two days! So 172,800 seconds.) Anyhow, perhaps I’ll have to update the update of the original, just to put these black-and-white zombie things six feet under where they properly belong once and for all. 😉
Because the colours I used in this manicure are quite Frankenstein-y, no? Also because the topcoat I used (name withheld to protect the cruddy) dragged most of the polish off the dots, giving these nails a very undone sort of look. It really doesn’t help that by adding the matte topcoat (name also withheld to protect the likewise cruddy) it caused the polish at the very edges of my nails to pucker. Or maybe it does help – I’m sure Frankenstein’s skin was not unblemished. Now there was a man in desperate need of a rejuvenating skin mask.
Anyhow, happy early Halloween! Let’s celebrate with these nails, because they’re kind of a (pretty) nightmare.
As in Polish Me Silly’s fun Mr. Bubble glitter bomb over top of my frozen, lacquered fingertips. ‘Cause it never stops snowing. As I may have mentioned once or twice or 20 times over the past two days. Fur real, though, it’s the middle of MARCH. Time to wrap this up for the year, Earth! Besides, there’s only so much time left before we all switch over to griping about the heat and humidity (also a thing in my in-a-valley city.)
Heh, that reminds me of a cute interaction I had with a reader years ago. I had mentioned in a post at the time that my city sits in a valley, as in the Ottawa Valley. If you’ve been to Ottawa, you know it has its lovely qualities, but it’s also a major (bureaucratic) city, with all the attendant ugliness that goes along with that descriptor – old, crap, perpetually breaking infrastructure (sinkholes!), sprawling, high density suburbs (vinyl!) and a death trap of a 400 series highway that cuts through the entire city like a gaping, infected wound (but tell us how you really feel, Sandra.) Anyhow, this reader, who I believe hailed from the Philippines, left a sweet comment on my post to the effect of “You live in a valley?! How wonderful, it must be so beautiful and magical!” It was adorable, and I laughed for about five solid minutes afterwards at the thought of this girl thinking that I lived in freakin’ Fern Gully. I tried to be as gentle as possible as I explained that no, Ottawa was your pretty typical metropolitan mess, and how its valley-ness manifested itself was mostly in poor weather conditions that would settle into the divot and then not move off for the next 10 days. That’s kind of what we’re in right now – a snow cycle that’s trapped down here “in the Valley.” No place like home, eh? 😉
Be good to each other, friends, and eat a lot of cinnamon hearts.
The weather’s all snowy, cruddy and overcast today, and as I sat down at my work area with my polishes, I thought, “I absolutely do not want to do some super complicated design, just something bright and cheerful that makes me happy.” So I pulled out this polish, Candy Lacquer’s Licorice Allsorts, which I nearly always pair with cool-toned pinks, because it’s gorgeous that way. Licorice Allsorts is actually the first indie polish I ever bought, yikes, five years ago now? That this polish is five years old is actually pretty amazing; it has held up incredibly well. And it’s just so much fun, with that weird, mixed candy-hued assortment of glitter in hot pink, baby pink, marigold, black, yellow, white, mint green, darker mint green and probably a couple of others that I’m missing right now.
And I’ve always loved the look of these large, extra chunky glitter polishes after they’ve been topped with a smoothing layer of matte topcoat, here OPI’s Matte Topcoat (bit of a redundant name, that.) Et voila, throwback candy shop nails that are definitely making me happy – cruddy day mission accomplished. 🙂