I don't know about y'all, but I was chomping at the bit waiting for work to be over. Not that this weekend is going to be any less stressful than the past week has been (I'm surprised I haven't had a mental breakdown yet!).
Today's mani is the result of an accident that clumsy me had while using a pair of cuticle clippers. let me start by saying I NEVER remove my live cuticles! I only clip bits of dry skin that linger after exfoliating (question: are any of you intereted in a "this is how I prep before polishing" post?). I was going about my usual routine and slipped in the clippers and... it's not pretty. I've been wearing a band-aid all week to cover my gaping wound, and I haven't been polishing. That is until last night when I decided I was tired of looking at my bare nails!
His name is Martin and he feels my pain. He understands the trauma that I am experiencing, having to settle for a sub-par manicure... *sigh*. I know, I know... I could photograph my right hand instead, but those phalanges don't like to pose properly and just end up resembling an evil claw lol.
I plan on going tracking down some adorable bandages to liven up my mani's until I'm all healed haha. It will be an interesting segment to say the least. Anybody seen any cute band-aids lately??
Until next time!