Ok, so during the packing I had a little nail accident. One broke off and maked me look like I have great use for my middle finger (wich I do just like all of my fingers, just not for the purpose you are thinking of you cheeky beggar). And since I am going to be working in an office typing a lot I needed them shorter anyway so I got them fixed.
I am wearing one of my absolute favorite lipcolors Christian Dior Addict Lipstick, No. 536 Lucky, 0.12 Fluid Ounce.
Having some one do my nails is one thing I treat myself to since it makes me look and feel more put together even if I some days don’t have time for a full face of makeup and my hair done. It sort of prevents me from looking like a tired mom of four kids in leopard printed sweatpants and a messy ponytail that has given up on life… Like, at least my nails are done.
I have long ago given up on trying to do them myself. I end up angry, frustrated and looking like some one dragged me across a field of O.P.I nailpolishes with no lid on. It is not a pretty sight… Some times you just have to admit defeat and just give up and surrender. It is a waste of my time and energy.
Shorter, squared and office ready! Never mind the manic look on my face, I just look like that sometimes when I see something pink. Pink is always a good idea!