I think guys spend more time focusing on other features, like points.
I keep mine short. Sometimes I put clear coat on them, but usually they're au natural.
I keep mine short. Sometimes I put clear coat on them, but usually they're au natural.
I bite mine. Munch, munch.
I think I may try my hand a sort of mexican/tortilla inspired soup tonight. Fingernails not included.
I have an ex sister-in-law who, um, kept a rather sloppy (see the show Hoarders for example) house. One year she brought a pie for Christmas dinner. We were always a little leary of eating things she brought, but my dad (the only one who never saw their house because he was a friggin' recluse) gave it a shot. He was about two bites in when he spit out an acrylic fingernail. After that, her dishes went untouched at family gatherings, which made me feel kind of sorry for her.
(But not sorry enough to risk food poisoning.)
(She was a rather nice person, though.)
(Except for when she wasn't.)
I have an ex sister-in-law who, um, kept a rather sloppy (see the show Hoarders for example) house. One year she brought a pie for Christmas dinner. We were always a little leary of eating things she brought, but my dad (the only one who never saw their house because he was a friggin' recluse) gave it a shot. He was about two bites in when he spit out an acrylic fingernail. After that, her dishes went untouched at family gatherings, which made me feel kind of sorry for her.
I like to have a short french manicure.
I'm still giggling at AC's idea of someone painting little pictures of Jesus on her nails. It's a scary thought. But I'm sure someone, somewhere has done it.