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I went out yesterday to get some new nail polish because I was running low on a couple colors. I’m going to paint purple and silver….something…on my nails for Reno. Not sure what yet. I’m expermenting with flag designs and ladybugs and flowers. I love to do nail art. I used to amaze my seventh graders with my nail art when I was a teacher. They’d come in every Monday and say, “What’s on your nails?” The girls would gather round to oooh and ahhh. Since I wasn’t a very good teacher, I had to have something. At Christmas, I’d paint the other teachers’ nails in the little slits of light in the back of the room with entire scenes of snowmen and falling snow and Christmas trees while the kids were watching movies. I should have become a manicurist. It would have been easier and I wouldn’t have gotten all those hate notes from parents.
So anyway, I was OUT TO GET NAIL POLISH. THAT’S IT. Accidentally, my car fell into the parking lot of this place called The Shoe Depot. It was in a strip mall next to Wal-Mart. From the street, this place looked like the size of a closet. Inside, it was like a ballroom. A ballroom full of Cinderella shoes. I mean, really, my head was reeling. THERE WERE SO MANY SHOES!! And they were all so pretty! And glittery!!! I spent an hour there. I left with these silver sandals. They are sparkly and strappy and they have this baubly thing like a chandelier bead hanging off the ankle strap. I mean, HOW COULD I RESIST? When I got home, my husband said, “Just what you need. More shoes.” I said, “EXACTLY!” I don’t know if I’m bringing them to Reno or not. I don’t think they will fit in my carry-on bag. Maybe I will hang them over my ears and wear them onto the plane that way. What do you think?
TIP: Use toothpicks to paint detailed nail art. Shhh. Don’t tell anyone. It’s a trade secret.
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on July 24, 2005
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Oh, Girlfriend! Strappy, sexy, silver sandals. Love them! :thumbsup:
You will look like a Diva! OK!?
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Note to self: find Suzanne to see her nails.
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You HAVE to.
I tell you what, they are VERY like a pair I wore for the RITAs in 2003, but mine were silvery pinky lilac to go with my (frankly gorgeous) dress.
I got so many compliments that night! So you HAVE to take them…
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The shoes are gorgeous! Wear those bad boys with that black, sparkly top.
PRETTY!!!
Grins*
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them if possible. I love painted nails on
feet and hands. Have fun; have a ball.
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By the way, how do you plan to bring home items given out at the conference? I used to attend some conventions that had contests. I’d always take an empty suitcase to bring home what I won or favors given out. Always the optimist, that’s me.
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