My grandma taught me how to paint my nails when I was like 7. Ever since, I’ve been kind of an addict. If I ever were to be in danger of hoarding anything, it would be nail polish. I’m pretty sure I have more nail polish than every cosmetics and hair thing I own combined. So nail tutorials attract me like fruit flies to a freshly applied topcoat. (Take that visual image with you. It’s on me.)
I found this one tonight for perfect summertime nails.
Pretty cool, right? And, bonus, the accompanying blog post has instructions.
1. White Base Color
2. Place small dots of colored polish in corner of nail.
3. Spread colored polish dots outward with a toothpick.
4. Apply topcoat.
4 steps and a cute little cheat step. Easy peasy.
Guess where I ran into the first problem…
If you guessed Step 1, you are the WINNER DING DING DING! Turns out that all my white nail polishes are actually from French manicure sets, because I have like 5 French manicure sets for some reason. I don’t know. One for each finger? Anyway, I’m not sure if it’s intentional or not, but French manicure white is always kind of gross and gloopy. Maybe it’s because it’s meant to be applied just to the tip (hee, just the tip, ahem) and therefore should be thicker than your run-of-the-mill polish, but it’s fucking annoying when you’re trying to use it as your base color.
And this is why I ended up with racing stripes in my base color.
Unthwarted, I pressed on.
Here’s where things got tricky. I wasn’t sure if I should put all the dots in the corner of my nail at the same time, or dot and spread, then dot and spread, with each subsequent color. I opted for the first.
And (drumroll please… ) I fucked it up.
I mostly succeeded only in completely messing up the base layer by dragging the toothpick too forcefully and exposing naked nail. By the time I got to the top blue dot, it was already dry, so the color didn’t even move a little bit.
So, I tried option 2.
I tried variations on all the other fingers. Bigger dots. Smaller dots. Less toothpick pressure. Using my finger instead of a toothpick. Putting the dot in a different spot. All met with varying degrees of fail.
The saddest part of all of this is the fact that I haven’t decided if I’m going to take it off before work tomorrow or not.