Monday, February 28, 2011

See the thing about going to weddings,
glorifing and pontifing, primping and preening,
is the fall out afterwards,

The fake tan on the sheets, the towels, and the
streaks on the skin as it starts to come off in patches,
especially on the girls, they were losing it.

For me the problem for me was as I slightly touched
on yesterday the false nails, my nails are rubbish, its
not that I bite them I don't, but they split all the time
they just get to a little length and split, its annoying,
anyway I bought a packet of falsies, nails of course, and
the youngest, who is into all things make-up, glued them on
for me and for a first attempt she did brilliant.

She did make sure they would stay on, they were solid.
One did loosen off just at the church, but to my shame
we were sitting near the back and had the packet in my bag
and she glued it back on in the church..

They stayed on day two and three, then slowly started to fall
off. Then I went bowling with my sis her son and my girls,
and one got ripped off completely whilst the bowl ended up
in the gutter, and the thumb of the other hand, split in half
and I was left with half a falsie.
Not a pretty sight.

Youngest daughter decided they had to come off, and when we
were at home that evening, I was chatting on the phone and she
came over and started pulling at them, I told no way as she nearly
pulled the nail off me, so she had a brainwave thanks to
grays anatomy, the week before showing how soapy water,
will unglue superglued skin, she filled a bowl with hot
water and fairy liquid and we steeped and suds up the remaining
nails and success they came off easy peasy.

I have to say, I miss the polished look on my nails,
but if I put on nail varnish, I cant stick it, I am
picking at it within five minutes.

So I am back to me plain jane, well plain hands anyway..

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