Back to "Bold Blush" I go

Nobody has ever accused me of being trendy. In fact, in high school, I remember being quoted in the school newspaper as saying something along the lines of “I’m trendy, just three months late.” I thought I was SO witty, insightful, and ironic. Twenty-plus years later, I realize I was giving myself way too much credit on many fronts.

While browsing in Walgreen’s the other day, I decided to defy the increasingly hard to ignore fact that my days of being in my 30s are numbered. With a rush of youthful rebellion, I bought a bottle of Midnight Sky nail polish. As other “People” readers know, dark blue fingernail polish is Very Now. For $3.50, I decided I’d try on the title “Trendsetter” – or minimally, “Trend Lemming.”

The verdict: I’ve already given the mostly-full bottle to a younger, hipper friend. Goth is not a good look on experienced hands. Also, with the chips happening early and often, I quickly acquired a klassy Brittney Spears-ish look (anyone else notice her horrendous nail care? Did I mention I have a “People” subscription?). So instead of cutting-edge chic, my fingernails look trying-too-hard cheap. Tonight is Rob’s bowling night; I plan to busy myself with a redo home manicure in some sort of dated pinkish hue.

While we’re on the topic of fingernails, I’ll pass along a recently learned “Do” and “Don’t.”

• “Do” Revlon’s new ColorStay Nail Enamel does indeed last 10 days as advertised. The stuff is awesome. However, the fancy new technology that allows it to last so long effectively bonds the polish to your nails. Allow yourself a good 45 minutes and LOTS of acetone and rubbing power to get it off. Oh, and Revlon Customer Service is closed on the weekends.



• “Don’t” A helpful hint in a magazine to spray non-stick cooking spray on wet nails to help them dry fast must have been in the April issue. The joke was on me as I stared at my carefully painted nails covered in oily buttery droplets. Whatever time I saved with the nail drying was spent trying to get the slimy goo off my hands and kitchen counter. You think I would have learned my lesson not to try “handy beauty tips” after that olive oil conditioner fiasco back in my twenties.