I am bit of a girlie girl in spite of my man jaws and I love getting my nails done. I do however have the not so great ability to always chip my nails hours after leaving the salon, and the hobo chic era is very long gone.
Obviously shellac has been around for a while, but I have so far been reluctant to try it out as I tend to change my mind on what's hot and not every 5 minutes. But after spending all of January with the same chipped nail polish end split ends due to pure laziness, I decided it was time. I guess I rather be polished without variety than a colourful junkie.
Popping into the lovely Guys and Dolls parlour I'm immediately given a lychee-champagne cocktail and US Vogue. Winner.
I have massive commitment issues when it comes to my nails - same as with boyfriends, none that I've tried have been worth sticking with so far. But this place may have won me over. Really amazing colour selections and a great venue - there's a bar in the parlour. Say no more.
After losing my shellac virginity - I'm hooked. The colour is so much brighter and not a chip in sight other than those that came with my fish.
Now the only bad thing may be the fact that now I have no excuse to get my nails done for another three weeks. The horror!
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| Bliss. |
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