nail polish has ALWAYS been an interest of mine. but lately i feel it has become a head on Obessesion.
painting my nails started in 7th grade when i was going through my "goth phase" and nail polish was the only thing my sri lankan parents let me wear. " no kulzum u cant wear black lipstick, are u mad? what will people say?'. so this was my form of rebelling. they had ruled out lipstick, eyeshadow and dyeing my hair. they never said anything about nail polish, so of course i found the loop hole. i felt like such a bad ass.
my parents were NOT very happy with my colors of nail polish (black and black...ALWAYS) but they had no choice bc they technically never said no. i never experiments with colors, tried out designs or nail art. but as i got older i suddenly stopped, there was always an excuse to why my nails were not painted or painted once every 3 months.
my addiction has gotten to the point that i have a rack of nail polish in my closet wall and i will probably need another one soon, i have spent hundreds (hard earned) dollars, and the worst i change them up every 2 or 3 days :/ i cant stop. i guess its better than me being a drug addict :) i just want my nails to be pretty.
recently (past year) i have become so into all things nail. experimenting with colors, designs, and rhinestones. im self taught, and i NEVER have to spend 25-30 dollars paying an asian women to talk shit about me while doing my nails. clearly they are speaking about your ugly feet or bitten nail beds in their native tongue as they do your nails. all you can do is sit there and smile or pretend u understand them. this is the option i usually choose, to make them feel bad. yes i know im a horrible person.
at the end of the day NO one understands my passion for nails but i do. i have found the one thing that i love, that relaxes me and makes me feel pretty :)
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