"You'll get addicted", they said.
"No, I won't. It can't be that spectacular", was my reply.
"Just wait, you'll see", was their reply.
They won. I lost. I had my first pedicure today and I loved it. After initially getting past the overwhelming fumes of nail polish and nail polish remover, I was hooked. On second thought, maybe I was hooked BECAUSE of the overwhelming fumes. Hmmmm. Anyway, I loved it fumes or not. Here are some photos to help commemorate the experience.
This is the obligatory "before" shot. Yes, my feet are bony and perhaps there is some hair visible. I don't care.
And they are rather "vein-y" too. I still don't care. This is during the relaxing experience that is a pedicure.
Naturally, the after shot. The color was not really my numero uno choice, but it matches a dress I intend on wearing to my friend's wedding. In Vegas. Which is the reason for this, my first but definitely not last, pedicure.
My only regret is that I didn't splurge on a manicure as well. It was only $10 more, but I declined. Just the other day I cut all my finger nails short. Plus I hate my hands, and having them painted all pretty just draws unwanted attention to them. So I'll settle for pretty toe toes and call it good.
Better get busy. I have a lot to get done before heading to Sin City.
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