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April 21, 2006
Not good at being girly
Tomorrow, I'm in my friend Leslie's wedding. It's been a crazy week--next week is finals week at school, I got my little announcement from my advisor (see last post), and I've had tons of grading, etc. to do. Here's the dress. It's really pretty! I hemmed it myself, which was a monumental task (long story behind it).
Today, I went with Leslie and some of her family to get my nails done. I haven't had my nails done since my own wedding. At that time, I desparately tried to stop biting my nails so that my nails would be pretty. Alas, this time I didn't have enough foresight to do that.
I felt a dread in my stomach on the way to the nail place, like a miniature version of the going-to-the-dentist feeling. I'm just not very girly! I'm more comfortable in academia, where my girly quotient doesn't have to be very high to get by. Being neat and knowing when, where and how much to dress up works just fine. Plus, I suspected that some commentary would ensue from the person doing my nails. Which did show some foresight on my part--as I sat down, the man doing my nails immediately said, "You don't have any fingernails!" Thank you, sir, for sharing that with me.
I picked out a color to match the dress, hoping that it wouldn't be too bold or garish. I went through the motions of getting painted, knowing that my noviceness would be showing through. He said to dry them for ten minutes.
Meanwhile, Leslie's nephew started crying as his mom was right in the middle of having her nails painted. My sympathy-for-babies-crying instinct far outweighs my girly instincts, so I immediately went over and put his pacifier back in his mouth, thereby injuring my freshly painted purple thumbnail, and ergo, irritating the nail-guy who had to repaint it, who clearly delineated to me my disobedience to his direct orders. Yes, drill sergeant sir. Whatever you say, drill sergeant sir. Actually, at the time, I almost cried (my "not liking to make people angry" sense is way over the top), and I think he felt bad.
Sigh...if only I was better at being girly...in any case, it was fun hanging out with Leslie and the family.
Jo | By Tim and Jo | 01:39 PM
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You've had your nails done two times more than I ever have! But then, I don't even wear nail polish on my fingernails because I work with solvents all the time. In grad school it was forbidden, and now I continue with that trend. I wear polish on my toenails if I have sandals, but that's it.
Aww, poor baby boy! It does seem silly at times like those that you can't help the baby because your fingernails are more important.
Posted by: Grace at April 22, 2006 12:17 PM
I avoid manicures as much as possible, though I'm always in desparate need of one.. I have yet to quit biting my nails....I even do it in my sleep...I have tried growing them out, but I prefer them short....its so much easier doing art things. I just hate getting stuff under my nails. Keeping them short is preventative. I'm with grace on the toe nails, they're the only ones I have that look somewhat normal. I hope the wedding went well. I'm sure you'll be beautiful.
Posted by: katie m at April 23, 2006 01:09 PM
Oh and congratulations on the hemming!
Posted by: katie m at April 23, 2006 01:12 PM