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The Red Nail Polish

Warning, as per the title, its a girly post!

The other day, I had an event coming up, and since I was having a bad *ehm* weight *ehm* day so I decided since I won't look good , I might as well look stylish or something ( a feeling that I lost a while back).But, nail polish was never my strong point, never was good at applying it but I said what the hell, I might as well try.

So, I pick a color; bold red, from my sisters comprehensive collection and start applying. To my surprise, I actually applied 2 coats without smudging my fingers , not even my right pointing finer.. a miracle! I even resisted the temptation to answer emails, hold my phone or the laptop. I stand up, hold the bottle to take it back to my sister's room. I swear I have no idea how that happened, but the bottle fell from my hand broke on the floor and splashed RED all over. I would like to note that we have a white marble floor and a white leather sofa which my mum adores! I would also like to note that my family was away during the incident.

So I end up sweeping the floor and sofa with nail polish remover, after clearing the broken glass, which , knowing my luck, naturally resulted in my pretty red nails smudged and several of my fingers cut by the glass (and i wont even begin to describe the pain you get from mixing nail polish remover with glass cuts). I spent at least an hour cleaning the mess then for a weird and unknown reason, I decided to give it another go. Picked another shade of red (yes my sister has at least 5 different shades of red) and applied it. The Application was not as smooth but it had to do. I was running late.

Anyway, I reach the event. I enter a room filled with people, where I don't know one single person, and start a conversation with the first person who smiles at me and hope to find something to say. 30 mins later, those 2 wonderful women , who smiled, are sharing dinner table with me and after talking about the weather, food and situation in Egypt, I get a compliment about the color of my nail polish! Yes! Triumph at last. Who knew that my miserable nail polish incident will be a good icebreaker. And as of that day, I decided to never neglect nail polish at important events :)

Comments

Fatma El nazer said…
A nice piece of the prettiest mind ever......so many bad incidents, Zew turn out 2 be a blessing in disguise dear.I did really enjoy it....have a nice day, sweetie.
Sou4get said…
Had almost the same incident...difference, it was my daughters friend who smashed the nail polish all over my floor and sofa (luckily its dark brown!) was fumminnnnggg & poor girl was terrified of me..(I didnt say a word to her although I mustve had demonic expressions and smoke flying out of my head. Poor girl hasnt visited us since! :)

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