I don’t know what it is, but for some reason… painted nails just make me feel so put together.
Among other random, relatively petty, and unimportant things, one rule that I live by is this – and it is NOT negotiable:
Toes should NEVER NOT be painted.
Case in point…
Here we go… let’s try that again:
Theeeeere we go. Much better. (sorry… can’t turn the stinking pic for some reason)
And fingernails… they can be naked. It’s no big deal, really. But having them painted?
It just makes me feel so… grown up, I guess?
Let’s not get too crazy… to be clear, I am so NOT one of those people who coordinates their nail colors with their outfits or accessories or anything like that. I just pick a color probably once a week and go to town.
I’ve been on a pretty good streak of painting, too, ever since my bloggy friend Lindsay over at Learning To Be A Wife posted about her love of painted nails and the simple joy it brings her and reminded me of me long-lost love of “grown up” nails. So for the past… 6 weeks now, I believe, I have stuck with it. And it really does make such a difference.
On the days where I feel pretty shambled and not even remotely put together, seeing my painted nails typing on the keyboard brings back a little of that cheeriness, and is usually just what I need to get me through the day.
So what about you guys – what little things get you guys all cheery? Any quirky little habits that we should know about? Come on… we’ve all got ’em. Be honest! 🙂