A splash of color





This post is dedicated to my 11 year old niece.

 

My niece's "cool" fingernails

My "pukish purple" nails

So this weekend, I got to spend some time with my one and only niece, and along the way I found a bit of myself. It started with a run to pick up waterproof mascara. (I take life as it comes, and when it is 10pm the night before you are due to do a bride's makeup at 8:15am, and you realize you are out of waterproof mascara; it is time for a trip to the store.)

I don't remember much about being 11 years old, but I do know that having fun is essential. So I let my niece pick out a new nail polish. Deep Teal. Adding a lime stripe and 2 dots of silver glitter seemed just the thing to add a little detail. I thought it was pretty even before she picked it. This led to a late night nail party including my niece, mom, sister, and myself. My niece called the color I chose "pukish purple," though I found it a lovely shade of greyish purple. It's probably been over 5 years since I have worn polish on my nails, and I might cycle back to my ultra natural me again, but for now I will definitely be sporting some polish. I see some short red nails and maybe even a light teal in the near future.

 

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds