All in my head

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Royal fireflies

This polish disappointed me horribly the last time I tried it, but I figured I would give it another chance. On a bad nail day, even the most well-behaved polish will spill everywhere and refuse to even out, and you never know, maybe it was just me that day…

Now I’m sure: It’s the goddamned polish.

Array

Two coats of OPI Dating a Royal and much, much swearing. Then a coat of OPI Fireflies in the hopes of salvaging my nails without starting from scratch. Then waiting forever for the nails to dry, as it turns out not even Seche Vite can quick-dry this combination. Then massive clean-up as there was blue everywhere.

Just to make sure I would be disappointed in every possible way, it started chipping on me the very next day. I hate this polish, and I’m pretty sure it hates me back.

If anyone out there want a free bottle of Dating a Royal, let me know. You can have it for the cost of shipping. Used for two manicures, may be cursed from all my swearing. May be cursed, period.

Published 2010-Mar-08 in Girlishness

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