Totally meta, I know.
I’m not going to go all deep and philosophical, which I could, because I’ve been contemplating some deep stuff lately.
It’s totally true. I’m capable of deep thoughts, I just don’t engage in them.
So, I’m off from the day job for a bit, which is exciting. I’m currently deep in re-writes of the steam punk, and those are going well. And though I should be thinking about airships and thermite and stuff like that, I’ve been thinking about… nail polish.
(See, I choose not to think deep thoughts)
I only like to paint my toes, and my tastes in polish aren’t subtle. I don’t go for shell pink toes or french pedicures. If I’m going to paint my toenails, it’s going to be some outlandish color. Maybe because this painting of the toenails thing is a new development. After all, I used to work in a place with a no open-toe shoes policy. No sense in painting the toes if you can’t show those puppies off, right?
At first, I painted them hussy red, which was awesome. I wore matching lipstick for a week.
But hussy red is so last year. This year, I’m going even more outrageous.
The first time I painted my toes this year, I went with light blue. A pretty color, but honest to Betsy, it made me look cyanotic. So, um, no. I don’t want to have toes that look like I’m on the verge of a heart attack.
So I bought another color. Bright blue. Awesome. The following week, I painted the toes teal.(The color is technically called Blue s-teal, which is rad. I did lines from Zoolander for two days)
And the color I bought today? Green. Sure, it makes me look like I have the nastiest case of toenail fungus ever, but it’s the most awesome color.
I am so never going back to red.