Shot this back about two weeks ago, when we briefly had some spring and summer. I'd been playing around with blending nail polish (or varnish, in Brit Speak). I've been trying to coin a phrase to describe the process, so far I've only come up with blendishing.
It's great fun, actually: just put some newspaper under in case it spills, and instead of using the brush to paint your nails, use it to kind of brush polish into a bottle. I find that Rimmel's dark blue goes a long way: a dozen 'strokes' of the brush in half a bottle of beigey pink Boots No. 7 'Stay Perfect' produces a nice lilac. Any more, it goes into a steel blue grey.
My eye was caught by a tweet from Save Our Shoes recently, about a cover shoot of everyone's favourite Carrie, Sarah Jessica Parker. Her 'real' hand was all veiney, but they made these smooth, non human hands for her. My hands (& feet) have always been knarkled & veiney, even as a child, and yet for some reason I've never been self conscious of it.
I remember an old commercial for hand cream that said something like 'she looks so young and fresh, but her hands give her away.' Hands (and feet) are areas that the plastic surgeons have yet to crack. And frankly, I'm glad! Can you imagine?
Mr. Dot has said he'd leave me if I get any 'work'. I know it's such a contentious issue, and it feels like all my life this was such a non-issue - because I was young and was going to live forever. Now: maybe I'm just happier in my skin. (It seems to be an inverse proportion: when I was younger, and prettier in the world's eye, I was more self critical). I've never even coloured my hair (which, btw, is a great tip for keeping it healthy). I want to be the 'control' in the science experiment: someday, when everyone starts looking like the Bride of Frankenstein, with big puffy lips, I want the world to be able to see what old human females actually look like.
We are all perfect in our imperfections. That's what makes us unique, and human.
I'm amazed at the feedback when I've asked these questions before: so many of you, even in your teens, have such healthy self esteem. Maybe it's just those are the kind of people who choose to blog. Or read this blog. Who knows. But either way, I applaud you!