Fingernail polish is bad. Its glistening promise chips and peels too quickly. There is not enough time in the world to have your fingers always perfect, always in that one early moment of perfection, when the fumes are gone, the shining shellac is hard, and you can run the smooth shining surface along your lip or cheek and feel its perfection.
Fingernail polish is bad. Your husband wrinkles his nose, rolls his eyes, makes pronouncements and exhibits flinches. You smell faintly chemical for hours, the artificiality hovering miasmically around the beauty.
Fingernail polish is bad. They want three or four bucks for one tantalizing vial, one subtly different shade full of pearlescence and vivid hues. You want a panoply, an infinity of choice—and yet how much will you spend for a bag full of clinking colors you never seem to use?
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Despair not
Some day, someone will invent a little display you can epoxy-glue to your fingernails, which will give your nails the sheen and color you desire in nanoseconds. Until then, I’m on your husband’s side. Naturally kept fingernails are more attractive than ones with harsh chemicals applied – and less fake, obviously.
Re: Despair not
He admits they’re pretty, he just hates the smell—therefore he cannot aspire to your principles on the topic :)
Re: Despair not
Painted himself into a corner, there, did he? ;o)