I'd be lucky if a manicure would last two days without chipping on me. You see, I love washing my hands. I also tend to type like crazy. As I can't stand these chips, I tend to wear a color, at most three days. And on the average, less than two days.
You can just imagine how delighted I was that the
mom color I slapped on my fingernails lasted three days without a chip. After some heavy cooking yesterday though, it was only expected that it was time to say goodbye. Only I thought maybe I can try doing a french tip-esque.
If I screw it, so what? I was taking it off anyways.
The result is quite cartoony as I played with the colors a bit.
For some reason I kept thinking of a plastic watermelon. If I had a fine sign pen, I'd draw dots for seeds so I can show my niece something that would make her giggle and say
"You're so funny, Ninang."
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