Not My Kind of Art Project

What do you get when you combine this and this?
Your normal Sunday morning routine? Hmm. More power to ya, I guess. ;)

Instead of taking vodka shots and reading the Sunday Comics, I decided to try an artsy idea I had seen featured on Pinterest.


Cool, huh? Your paint your nails a lovely chic, light color (this was difficult. I had to sort through my 12,032 bottles of HOT pink. I ended up having to use the nail polish that you use for a french manicure. Whateva works.)



Then when they are completely dry, you dip them in alcohol. Rubbing alcohol or whatever is handy. Is that bad that a gallon of Vodka was what was most handy? :)


You cut little 1/2 inch by 1/2 inch squares of newspaper and rub them onto your alcohol soaked nail. Leave it on for a couple minutes and gently peel off. Adult silly putty. (remember being able to put silly putty on the newspaper and it would come off? So cool. :)



Was I expecting to look just like a stylish New Yorker drinking my triple shot mocha reading the New York Times in an upscale coffee shop? I think I was. These nails just scream sophistication to me.

Oh my goodness. Or does that scream vampire girl who needs a suntan, some finger liposuction and a clearer camera? :) (and while we are being superficial, let's throw in some cuticle work in there too, shall we? :)

(It also probably didn't help that I noticed the article I had cut up and pasted on my nails was about Dr. Kevorkian's life. Weird.)

It was just so not me. So I didn't even do the other hand. :(

And I took a shot of the vodka and went back to bed. just KiDDIng ;)

It's fun to sometimes try new things and break out of our little bubbles, but I also think it is SO important to be okay with some things just not working for us. For instance, rompers. Or french braided side bangs. One strap dresses. So cute, just not for me; and I am learning to be okay with that :)