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Some PWIs and some reflections on blogging

It’s been a few weeks since I posted. I’ve been painting my nails; in fact, I think they are literally the longest they have ever been, right at the moment. (Usually they grow until one breaks, and I hack them all off. I don’t know why nothing has broken yet. Random chance, perhaps.) But although I have had PWIs to do, I haven’t had anything else to talk about, and I find that just posting pictures of swatches is not really as rewarding as blogging when I feel like I have something to talk about.

It’s not like nothing has been happening. Friends have visited for the first time since very early 2020, work always has something going on, life continues on. It’s just not the sort of thing I’ve been in the habit of talking about on this here blog, or perhaps the spark that makes it fun to write (and, one hopes, to read) has been missing.

I don’t really know, nor do I know what exactly I plan to do about it. Blogging is definitely good for me when I’m in the groove for it. Maybe I’ll just… post about nail polish for a while and see how I feel. Here, have a dump-o-polishes.

Leesha’s Lacquer, Huddled by the Heater. A pretty pinkish-copper with lots of bright sparks.
Pahlish, Heroes in a Half Shell. A lovely spring green with lots of gold shimmer.
OPI, Sweet Heart. A mellow, blush-y almost-nude pink. Much prettier in person.
Noodles Nail Polish, Lend Me Some Sugar. Basically a tan crelly with gold flakes. In reality it looks speckled rather than gold-flecked, which is okay but not what I was after. Very thick formula and no fun to take off.
MTK Design, All the Hype!. I didn’t end up getting a pic of this one that wasn’t just ugly. It’s a very sheer thermal jelly that goes back and forth between a bright (clear) peach and a rather dingy (clear) lavender-brown. Pretty in the bottle but on the nail, I was not enamored.

More to come, probably, perhaps. It depends apparently, in part, on the muse.

Quickie PWI: blue mood

I don’t have much to say about this one. It lives at my parents’ house, along with probably 10 others (I kind of leave a trail of polish when I go places). I used this one when the shiny red holo started falling off after swimming, and I was very pleased to find that I had remover, base coat, etc. all already there and waiting for me. Everyone defines home differently!

Sally Hansen Luster Shine in Azure:

Bloo.

The Lustre Shines are supposed to be iridescent. This one, at least, is not. If anything, it has a very slight purple duochrome effect. Mostly it’s a nice, pleasant blue nail polish. I put it on Saturday and I’m already getting significant tip wear Monday, so it may not make it much longer, but it’s very pretty.

Anyway. Not much to say. Just a straight-up PWI.

Shiny red kinda-holo

Spent the weekend at my parents’ house, swimming at their nice gym, playing with the kids, and generally having a lovely time. B will be fully, effectively vaxed this coming Wednesday, so we jumped the gun a little, but only a little, and nobody in either household was showing any symptoms of anything other than missing their relatives, so… we went.

Of course, that was enough activity for my nail polish to start cracking off, but fortunately I took pictures first. Unfortunately, I took them all after applying top coat. this is Phoenix Indie’s Fighting for Love and Passion, from the March 2022 Polish Pickup.

In my office, versus…
Direct sunlight.

So basically it’s a very true red with some holo that only comes out in sunlight. What’s weird about it—and the reason I said “unfortunately” about the pictures—is the polish looks very, very different before it’s top-coated. Without a top coat, it’s a dull-ish pinky-red with a lot of silver holo. After, it’s… well… none of those words. I’ve rarely seen a polish that changes that dramatically with top coat. I wanted a true red holo, but this, apparently, can only be one or the other.

I’m very on the fence about this month’s PPU. There are a couple of polishes I find interesting, but only one I really want, and for just one bottle with fixed shipping, it’s a very expensive way to buy nail polish. On the other hand, I want it an awful lot. 😬 I’ll probably dither until I run out of time, but who knows.

Can’t even describe this purple indie

It’s not that unusual to find a polish I can’t photograph for love or money or this blog. Some of it is because polish makers love to play with light and glitter and holographic sparkles, and some of it is my camera skills and setup. However, it’s fairly unusual to find a polish where my eyes can’t even quite work out what’s going on. So believe me when I say these pictures, while interesting are not representative of the sheer weirdness that is Bee’s Knees Lacquer: Jawsome.

Most of the time it reads as glowing pale purple, like a lavender, with a whole lot of little silver sparkles going on. However, it also seems like, no matter how you shift it, you’re not really seeing it—like you just need to shift it around again and you’ll finally catch the angle where you are really getting a good look at it. Mr. F thinks the duochrome shift (mostly gray to purple) is strong enough that your two eyes are seeing slightly different colors, so it always looks slightly hard to see. Of course, if you’re not staring at them, I am sure you would basically just come away with the impression of “grayish purple” and be done.

I dunno. It’s weird. It’s hard to describe. And it is completely impossible to photograph. Better bloggers than I have tried, and they have done better, but really, that shit’s surreal. Well, my next one’s much easier to handle.

Fake nude nails

So for reasons only partly related to this blog, I was going back over old pictures of nail polish things I had done. It’s been a few years, but I did a bit of a push on nail art a while ago, and I still have photos, so I will be posting them here when I feel the need to hide in blog content instead of doing something productive.

However, despite the varying and in some cases not terrible nail art I have pictures of, I am instead going to post the one that I personally find most amusing:

Two different colors of nail polish. Information about what the specific colors are is lost in the mists, although I bet I could find the nude if I really tried.

Yep. It’s my nails, painted to look like I am not wearing nail polish. I was going to an NSF workshop that I felt rather insecure about, and my nails were somewhat stained from all the polish, so I decided to paint them nude. Then I happened to have a bottle of a sheer white nearby, so I swiped the tips and painted it all with matte top coat.

It’s ridiculous. I’m ridiculous. It’s a French manicure, carefully done in shades intended to look like it’s in no way a manicure. And of course it worked as intended, because nobody ever looks closely at anyone else’s nails, and anyway I could have worn any reasonably professional shade of polish and nobody would have cared very much. But it remains amusing to me!

Another magnetic polish, another disappointment

Magnetic polishes look so pretty in other people’s swatches. 🙁

These are polishes with ferromagnetic particles in the polish. You paint them on, then when they are still wet, hold a strong magnet over them to attract those (differently colored) particles in an appropriate pattern until the polish dries. The result is a cats-eye effect, where a stripe or curve or shape shows up and appears to move as you move the nail around. This lets you get cool chatoyance and galaxy effects.

In theory. In practice, I rarely get it to work. The result is weak or off-center, or just doesn’t look good, or I dunk the magnet in the wet nail polish, or whatever. I only remember ever getting really convincing results a couple of times. Usually it’s a fiddly, time-consuming disappointment.

So, uh, meet today’s PWI: The Lycurgus Cup, by Heather’s Hues!

Sure, why not.

If you look closely, you can see the brighter gold stripe down the centers of some nails. That’s actually the polish, not a reflection, but even moving it around under the light I can barely tell. I gave up and did the other hand without the magnet:

Huge difference is lacking!

Basically indistinguishable.

To trouble-shoot: I could get a stronger magnet. I could build up a little stand so I could hold it near my finger without trying to hover it in midair. I could let it dry longer. I could use a different top coat. (Top coats partially dissolve the polish under them, so more magnet-ing is necessary at that stage.) I could have more patience for extremely fiddly shit. However, of all of those, the last is the least likely.

So now I am wearing a not-terribly-chatoyant bronzey-greeny-gold color, which is quite unobjectionable but does not do anything for me in my current mood, and I am disappointed. Bad Friday night time investment.

Also, my wordpress tag cloud has stopped updating. I don’t wanna debug my blog. I wanna drink something girly and go out with friends. Double bah.

My favorite white, because class prep sucks

A couple of years ago, I spent a few semesters teaching remotely. It suuuucked. I mean everyone knows this by now, nobody liked that part. I was trying to work remotely while also proctoring virtual kindergarten part of the day, and it was a very serious hit to my productivity and my teaching quality, but what could we do?

Anyway, when kids are actually in school and I’m not teaching, working from home occasionally is nice, so now we both do it one day a week. Last semester we did it on Thursdays, now we’re doing it on Wednesdays out of deference to my teaching schedule. Unfortunately, I handle change about as well as your average three-year-old, and I cannot stop thinking it’s almost Friday when we spend the day at home. Which means I forgot I have to teach tomorrow. And now that I’ve remembered, the strength of the don’t wanna vibes would also put the average toddler to shame. So I will talk about nail polish.

White nail polish is a classic, not to mention being a nice underlayer for all kinds of shiny toppers and nail art. (It’s also usually a pain, and tends to be sheer, streaky, or both—this is three coats.) Unfortunately, stark white looks terrible on me, like I went nuts with a bottle of correction fluid. So I was a little surprised and very pleased when I discovered that OPI It’s In the Cloud looks pretty good:

Kinda white! Kinda. I think the little decoration stickers are from Kiss.

It reads as white from any distance, but it’s really a beigy, greigy off-white that is somehow usually quite flattering on me. Today I have had lobster hands (possibly because it’s finally warming up), but I’m still enjoying it, and it makes a pretty base for all kinds of little rhinestone-type embellishments. (I originally typed “whinestone,” which I frankly kind of want to keep in deference to where my head is right now.)

Now I guess I have talked about nail polish. I guess I’ll go do at least some minimal class prep before morning. I guess. Ughhghhgghhg.

Edited to add: Looking through old photos, I’ve used this polish as the base for various nail art additions at least 3 times before:

I don’t think the photos need another whole post, though.
Pretty sure I did these with individual rhinestones and studs and tweezers.
I really like the combo, apparently.

PWI: Harbour Island is a pretty name!

Christmas before last, I got some mostly-indie* I Love Nail Polish goodies from my sister. This was wildly exciting, because I love I Love Nail Polish! Unfortunately, I haven’t used most of them much (or at all), because I go through long cycles of not really doing anything with nail polish. So renewing attention to this blog gives me an excuse to pull out, use, and show off some lovely things, like ILNP Harbour Island.

Direct sunlight, in the car on the way to anywhere. (I wasn’t driving, of course.) Giant pic because it’s hard to see the lovely holo sparkles without it.

This is a beautiful scattered holo teal jelly, which means it’s sort of a deeply colored transparent polish—this is three thick coats and you can still see the free edge. “Scattered holo” means the holographic sparkles are all over the place, rather than being all lined up (a “linear holo”). Jellies are a pain if you want full coverage, but they let the glitter sparkle through, and since they are showing through varying depths of polish you can get some really deep, lovely effects. So I’m not sorry I pulled it out, and I’m going to keep it on for as long as possible.

And I was going to talk some more, but it’s time for movie night with Mr. F, and it’s been a few weeks since we actually managed to watch a movie (because some weekends are more packed or more exhausted than others), so I shall go do that. The internet is not really experiencing a shortage of blog words anyway.


* I’m never sure when something crosses the line for being an indie. ILNP maintains a robust web presence, including through Amazon, but AFAIK aren’t affiliated with something like Sally Hansen. Is Holo Taco an indie? Definitely. Deborah Lippman? I have doubts about something readily available in department stores, but they’re not owned by a cosmetics brand, I don’t think. I am confused. We’ll call ILNP indie. Sure.

Shiny green things – a PWI of sorts

Sally Hansen Color Foils came out with much fanfare when I was graduating from grad school, and I bought the set of 7 as a graduation gift to myself. (I skipped the silver, which AFAIK is identical to OPI Push and Shove.) These are a very weird polish that goes on looking like a normal polish, then gradually dry down to a very shiny, almost chrome-y finish. There are no true chrome polishes—anything shinier than this is some form of nail wrap or powder—but they are unexpectedly shiny when freshly applied. Weirdly, they are dulled by top coats, so they don’t last long, but overall it’s a fun, geeky effect.

Up close you can see how uneven it is, but from any distance not so much. I’m pretty sure this is Cutting Hedge, unless they’ve changed the names. I could go check the bottle but it’s way over theeeere.

I’m teaching a required undergraduate class this semester, and it’s definitely a different experience from teaching grad students. I find I worry more about being taken seriously when I have painted nails or don’t choose my work outfits carefully. It’s been a stressful semester, partly because I haven’t taught this class in seven years, partly because we’re still doing intro stuff and haven’t gotten to the fun content yet. Teaching can absorb an arbitrary amount of time, so it’s always a calculation when to cut off the time spent on it in order to focus on the things we’re actually, you know, incentivized to do. I try to put in enough time to be fair to my students but not so much that it’s unfair to me, but that’s not an easy heuristic to actually apply.

So… I dunno if I’ll go to class with really shiny nails or not, but ultimately that shouldn’t be a first-order consideration. On the other hand, that kind of thing has an outsized effect on people’s perception of you, which is dumb. I have had several students tell me over the years that I’ve inspired them to paint their nails, or explicitly that I make them feel okay about painting their nails. It wouldn’t be such a strong effect if I had more female colleagues, I suppose. Sigh.

A sleepy PWI: Bluz Cruz

I had to use Microsoft Teams this morning. It went about as well as you’d expect (nobody’s slides worked, people kept freezing up), and it kinda set the tone for another fun day in the life. I was going to cope by painting my nails something shiny and fun, but my munchkins really wanted to help choose the paint color, leading to…

This perfectly unobjectionable bluish creme. Perfectly fine formula, I flooded my cuticles all on my own.

This is fine. It’s Sinful Colors Bluz Cruz, and it’s a completely unexceptional periwinkle creme (which means it has no glitter, shimmer, or other oddments—just a solid color). I am not excited about it, but it gets it off the list onto the other list. And I am excited about my kids being interested in my random hobbies, because I love sharing things with my kids, so. Net win.

Wow. I thought I had more to say, but it would just be ranting about work, which isn’t worth the time it would take to type out. I guess I really am just tired. And you know what? I’m allowed to just go to bed if I want to. Good night moon, good night air, good night nail colors everywhere!

Sunday Lazy Sunday

I’m sitting and fiddling with blog settings while Mr. F and both boys sit on the couch behind me and play Mario Kart. Today we got both boys haircuts; Friday night I cut Mr. F’s. hair and yesterday he trimmed all their various and sundry nails. So much keratin removal! We can feel productive even though there’s loads left to do. But when isn’t there?

Typing that block made me feel guilty so I’m going to go load the dishwasher.

~long pause~

Okay, what it actually needed was unloading, so I did that. What really needs to happen is laundry, but that’s a little more involved so I’m stalling. Why am I telling you this? I dunno. Soaking in the enjoyment of my little family having a good time in Mario Kart is warm and contenting, but doesn’t really engage my brain very much, and I don’t feel like working.

Here’s some content, such as it is: How I Store My Nail Polish.

Nail polish stuff! The clear plastic things, obviously, hold polish. The bins to the left contain things like clippers, tweezers, nail glue, a rhinestone picker, stickers, etc. Lots of etc. The stuff underneath is evenly split between additional nail polish-related stuff, and random junk that got stuffed there. I would like to find the right shape of bin to make those more accessible drawer-like enclosed storage, but haven’t done so yet.

I actually have a Helmer (the piece of IKEA furniture most polish aficionados swear by), and I do not like it. It’s too hard to see all the polishes. Instead I have a bunch of these separated boxes (not the exact brand, lots of people make them) that store 48 polishes each, 24 on each side. That way I can pull them out and look at all the polishes contained therein, instead of just having drawers where all I can see is rows of black caps.

When Mr. F and I moved in together, we each lived in a fully furnished house. Shortly thereafter, I went to grad school in an other city, where I proceeded over the course of (ahem) seven years to build up an additional household of stuff, albeit a smaller one. So now we have so much stuff. Taking stuff to Goodwill is a pretty frequent occurrence, and we try to take advantage of Craigslist and (now) Buy Nothing, but it’s really slow. And it’s easier to add stuff than to get rid of it, which is ass-backwards.

Ugh. This post just makes me want to be productive in some fashion. I’m going to go measure those slots for some kind of basket. (Update: oh, they’re designed for letter-size paper. 8.75″x11″x4″, roughly. Not trivial, but I think I found something. We’ll find out in a few days.)

Update, later: Apparently tomorrow is Valentine’s day, which means we have two small boys’ classrooms full of cards to deal with. Mr. F went on a quest to find some, and everyone has already switched to Easter stuff. Argh! So we ended up printing some cute cards, hole-punching them, and sticking lollipops through the holes. Half-assed crafts projects save the day! I have been waiting my whole life to say that.

PWI indie gold, plus random cleanup

Interestingly randomly, I started writing here in early February 2014. Now it’s early February 2022, so I’ve been casually intending to update this blog for eight years, almost to the day. Maybe it’s something about the season.

Almost everything I used to link to from this space is defunct. That’s hardly a surprise. Eight years is basically forever in blog-land, plus a lot of the people I used to follow were students. Students graduate, have life transitions, and move on. It’s actually one of the sometimes-good, sometimes-hard things about being faculty—you form relationships with your students, and then they go. I don’t mind the defunct stuff so much (blogs, not students), but the stuff that now links to “Buy this domain now!!!1!one!” can pretty much piss up a rope. Camping on a used-to-be-popular site name that you aren’t using, in hopes of getting someone to buy it, is one of the many sleazy bits of How It All Works.

As of today I’m wearing Make It Stop, by Quixotic Polish, also a Polish Pickup pickup. This is a slightly difficult one to describe. In the bottle it’s a color-shifting scattered holo, but on the nail the holo is quite lost except in really good lighting:

A hand with nail polish holding a bottle.
The centering and wrapping of captions in my new wordpress theme is rather messed up. 🙁

This was three fairly thick coats. Nice formula, if rather thin, but more coverage would have been nice. It comes across as a sort of a slightly holographic nude color? It’s gold with a lot of green-to-pink multichrome shimmer, so it really depends on the angle at which the light hits it. I do wish the holo was more pronounced.

A hand with gold nail polish with holographic flecks.
See, holo! Only in my bedroom, though.

One of the notable things about nail polish (and nail art) is how different it looks in practice, which is to say, not up close to the camera and holding still. Hands move fast and nails are small, and different polishes come across very differently. Despite its lovely complexity, “in practice” this one looks like a gold nail polish with occasional pink reflections. But it is lovely, and flattering, and I am glad I went to the trouble of stripping off Glass Fish for it (and it was a PITA to remove).

PWI: white sparklies and glass fish

I’ve gotten some bad really annoying news about teaching loads lately, which promises to make my life harder and my research harder…er. I’ve been down and angry about it for close to a week, which is undoubtedly part of why I’ve been polishing madly lately. (Teaching load = how many classes you are expected to teach in a given year. Mine is going up, and as far as I can tell, the formula for who teaches how much is a big, dumb secret—one which I am dead set on unraveling, because although I enjoy teaching, it is neither my primary professional focus nor what I am actually primarily evaluated on, which makes it a poor use of my time. BAH.)

But anyway. Nail polish. Have I introduced you guys to Polish Pickup?

There are only so many colors in the world, and there’s a far smaller set of those colors that can be turned into nail polish. There are only so many affordable, cosmetic-approved pigments out there. There are also only so many interestingly differentiable colors; I just got rid of a bunch of polishes that are arguably different from things I own, but only in a “slightly bluer shade of shimmery teal” sense. And I’m not gonna say I own all the colors, or even all the colors that I would consider wearing, because I probably don’t—but boy, buying new, interesting polish has gotten hard after (wow) several decades. It helps when Mr. F buys me polish, since he tends to chose things I wouldn’t necessarily gravitate towards. (My kids have also been responsible for some recent selections, with wildly inconsistent results. 🥰) It actually makes me a little sad to see a giant display of nail polish and find that my reaction is “Ehh.”

One of the places I can consistently find at least some novel polish is Polish Pickup. This is a monthly event in which a number of indie designers (usually a bit under a hundred) list a polish that they are planning to make a limited run of, only for that month and only for PPU. This tends to be where the weird ones come out to play—thermals (color changing based on temperature), magnetics, interesting glitter combinations, colors that would probably not sell well in wider release. Most of my polish purchases for the last few years have been from there.

This leads us to a polish by ‘Ard as Nails, yclept Glass Fish:

Glass Fish. This one was impossible (for me) to photograph well.

It’s a white shimmery polish, with pink shimmer (ultrafine glitter, like too small to see individually) and larger, but still tiny, iridescent specks. In the bottle it’s gorgeous; on the nail it’s a bit disappointing. This is two coats over white. A lot of polishes are like that—the depth and richness of a bottle-sized amount is not the same as a few thin layers on the actual nail. I don’t regret owning it* but it’s not as distinctive as I had hoped.

I do wish it was at all interested in being photographed! Iridescents and holos are notoriously difficult for the camera, which in my case is still an iPhone held awkwardly in the other hand. You’ll have to take my word for it to some extent, because posting videos is a whole ‘nother kettle of coping, and it’s not that pretty.

Minor edit: It was enough of a glitter to be a hassle to take off, though!

Edit 2: Next time I might try it over a white that’s more flattering on me than stark white. Worth a try!


* You can tell I don’t regret owning it, because I still do! I still have some pangs about the large destashing, but mostly I feel really good about the nail polishes I still have. So, yay!

Destashing

Despite various threats leveled at various mediocre nail polishes on this blog, I have never actually gotten rid of nail polish very much. This is partly because I like nail polish, and partly because if I am going to get rid of it, I want it to go to someone, and not to a landfill. This is not easy to accomplish.

Enter “Buy Nothing” groups (https://buynothingproject.org/). Briefly, they are hyper-local (like, a borough, or small town, or part of a larger town) giveaway groups, largely hosted on Facebook. They are a brilliant way to get rid of small or one-off things that will probably get thrown away by standard donation sites.

Like, you know, 150 bottles of nail polish:

Roughly 150 bottles, just counting the first row and multiplying. Another handful got added after this was taken.

I worry that the person who took these didn’t really quite know what they were getting into, but a lot of people indicated interest, so they can always regift some subset of them.

I have mixed feelings about it and a little bit of remorse. But I have ready storage room for about 700 bottles of polish, and that was getting tight, which is ridiculous. Most were chosen for being extremely similar to others, a few for being minis, a few for being something I won’t use again under any circumstances, and a handful for not fitting in my storage boxes (ahem, Funky Fingers).

And now I am solidly comfortable buying polish again. Going through all my polish bottle-by-bottle also rekindled my desire to paint all the nails, so I am counting it as a win.

Still. It is best if I don’t look at that pic, because it gives me grabby fingers. *mourns slightly*

wot’s all this then

Yaaay!  Let’s see, what’s the last thing I wrote…

When I unpack I might actually pay enough attention to figure out things […] … or I may be swamped with the new life.* Hard to know.

Oh yes!  The ridiculously prescient thing!  Except I didn’t mean quite that swamped.

Well, here I am again. It looks like I’ve started to post a few times in the intervening (good grief) seven years, but generally time—or possibly self-imposed priorities—have not permitted. I don’t know if they will permit going forward, either, but I’m going to give it a bit of a try. I need things to do in the evening that are more self-care than productivity, and nail polish and its attendant musings are a thing. I don’t think anyone still reads this, and that’s okay, because really I am writing for me.

So, couple-three things have happened. I’m up for tenure now. We have a couple of small humans who are at least as charming as cats, if in a less fuzzy way. We have a house. Global pandemic. All kinds of things. I’m not spending as much time on nails, for two reasons:

  1. I don’t need the escapism quite as much as I did during my last year of grad school.
  2. I don’t have time.  (Seriously.  Not even close.)

That first one is interesting.  The last year of grad school – the thesis writing/job hunting part – was so, so strange.  Part of what made it so strange was just how oblivious I was to how strange it was at the time, in retrospect. I enjoyed grad school but I don’t miss that. But nail polish has always gone in waves for me. I’ll paint my nails consistently, get bored, stop for a few months (or years), start again, etc. I don’t think I had painted my nails since the pandemic started, but suddenly I am feeling it again, and that’s good too.

There’s so much I do want to talk about, though.  Nail polish, faculty life, faculty standards of dress and nail polish and beauty, cooking, papers and moving and transitions… and since this is my space, I guess I will just start talking about it.

So… hello again!  Here is some nail polish.

Red and yellow polish on nails

A beautiful thermal polish from Twisting Nether Lacquer, rather unglamorously entitled “Ketchup and Mustard.”

Project PWI may be dead, or I may limp along on it. Life has a way of intervening. But I am still planning to post pictures of polish as I wear it, because it serves a good record-keeping purpose. This one ranges from fairly pure, transparent yellow to true, if somewhat muted, red. I wish I had taken more pictures. Unlike many themals, it changes right around body temperature, so it actually changed a great deal as I wore it, instead of staying stuck solidly on “cold” or “hot” like so many do.

More soon, hopefully. Hopefully not another 7 years from now. But we will see!


* And boy, did I ever not know at the time how literal that was. Faculty interviews while 2-3 months pregnant are not a joke. But it worked out.

Hearts, glass, and presentations

This afternoon, I gave my presentation for the conference du jour.  It went well; I felt underpracticed, but since this material is part of my job talk that’s really not true.  Anyway, I got some laughs from the audience, which isn’t possible if they’re not engaged, and some good questions, so I was comprehensible.  It was a small turnout, but it was scheduled during the very last session; a lot of people were already on planes.

C’est la travail.  (And oooo I need to write about Québec so much.)

As mentioned, I recently bought a small mountain of Hearts & Glass polish.  (Actually I bought three, then after quick swatches went back and bought every color I found interesting.)  Here is:

Hearts & Glass Cloud Nine:

turquoise

Pretty turquoise! Also, pretty French tip color for next time. Not teal, at least in indirect Pacific northwest sunlight in summer. The color’s pretty accurate, even.

I have had the worst time finding any information about this brand, even proof that it exists; this page is the best, only, thing I’ve found.  And I really like them:  The three colors I’ve worn so far are all excellent, easy to work with, one- to two-coat coverage, no staining.

So: here are a whole bunch of bottle shots, internet.  Of Hearts & Glass Nail Polish.  Polish polish hearts and glass nail lacquer polish google tag hearts and glass.  So there.

photo 4

Cocoa Loco <?>, Bronze Goddess, Leading Lady <?>, Daring Duchess.  Doesn’t it almost actually look bronze in this picture?

photo 3

Wisteria Memory, Plum Fantasy, Juliette’s Blush <?>, Perfect Kiss <?>.

photo 2

Wizard of Ahs, Lucky Clover, Sexy Sorbet, Tangerine Tease.  The only reason Rebel Yellow isn’t here is because I have enough yellow polish and I didn’t realize it was named Rebel Yellow.  I could not have resisted that.

photo 1

Stolen Moment, Lapis of Luxury, Cloud Nine, Pure Courage.

front

Bronze Goddess and Daring Duchess again, because maybe you want to see them from the front, I dunno?

Color names are basically guesswork, because the bottles are in boxes, because everything I own is in boxes, some of which I may see again someday.  ARGH MOVING.  I will update if I ever see the boxes again.

My best guess after packing, by the way, is that I have around 400 bottles of nail polish, about half what I had wild-ass guestimated a while ago.  (From this one can conclude, correctly, that binges of buying 20 bottles at a time are actually quite rare.)  That’s not a bad estimate, but it’s not good either.  When I unpack I might actually pay enough attention to figure out things like brand percentage… or I may be swamped with the new life.  Hard to know.

Red-ish coral-ish thing PWI

At a conference in the magical land of Québec, Quebec.  (I thought it was Quebec City, but like New York “City”, that’s apparently just to disambiguate.)  So far it’s… been not much, really.

Remember when I said how strange it was, but coral seems to suit me, at least sometimes?  It still does.  Strange, because pinks don’t, oranges don’t (I think?), and it’s not a color I think of as going with my skin tone (glow-in-the-dark pale, but very neutral).

Sinful Colors Energetic Red:

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Red-coral-ish?  Sigh.  Nice, though!  My pictures utterly failed to capture how bright a color it is, probably largely because of all the overcast in the world.

The fact that this is named “Energetic Red” makes me think the people who name the colors are looking at photos.  From this photo (and others), it looks red.  It’s not.  It’s intense red-leaning coral, slightly neon in fluorescent lightning.

And I said I would try some coral lipstick, and I did, and I’ll be damned.  It’s okay.  If said lipstick ever gets unpacked, I’ll show pix of that too.  It looks weird to me, possibly because I mostly wear either lipstick the color of my lips or very dramatic lipstick… but not unflattering, I think?  Who knew.

Anyway, now I’m pondering Conference Makeup and beauty/dressing/etc in academic in general, since I’m here for a week, more or less as a professor for the first time. <!> I’ll let you know if anything new suggests itself to me…

Plum Gold PWIs

Have you noticed the longest posts are ones where I whine about having nothing to say?  I’m going to try to back off on that.  Not that I feel like whining today: it’ll be a while before the high wears off.  A long while.

News from last night’s celebratory/goodbye dinner: brioche donuts are amazing and should probably be illegal for the public good.  (Or, at least, my good.)

This is two colors from Sinful Colors’ current limited-edition releases, which I guess are for fall?  Both have been in LEs before, so I may actually have one of them somewhere.  In a box.

Sinful Colors 24 Karat:

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Gold!..ish yellow.  With plenty of visible nail tip.  You can see clearly how nubby my nails are without the free edge; comes of chopping them down so violently all the time (or so I’ve heard, maybe it’s actually genetic).

This is a very pretty, IMO very classy, very sheer yellow gold.  This is… maybe 4-5 coats?  Too many, and you can still see the nail, which for this color is fine with me.  I like it this way, but it’s clearly meant to add a gold sheen over something else.  However, I went the opposite direction, adding French tips with…

Sinful Colors Fig:

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With bonus fig-colored cuticles!  This is probably the longest my nails have been in years, because I’ve been writing instead of robot-ing for the last couple of months.  Poor robots.

This was made possible with nail art brushes (Thank you, Mama T!!).  I still got Fig all over myself, but I’m getting there.

I really like this, you guys!  I like both colors and the combo, I like the French tips, I don’t even particularly want to frantically hack off my weirdly-long nails yet.  Neat!

Moving, PWIs, and making words

Packers came yesterday.  (I say “packers,” what I mean is “one dude from HandyBook,” but still.  He packed.)  I also packed.  We all packed.  Except the cats, who, mysteriously, mostly stayed out of the way.  So now my home for the last n years is filled with boxes, but not so much with my belongings.  It’s strange, and I’m tired.

Professional packers are interesting.  They pack things.  I mean, all the things.  They don’t stop and wonder if a pan lid that fits none of your pans should move cross-country, nor the 1/8th-full bottle of dish detergent; they just box it.  He packed a good deal of stuff I wouldn’t have, but I bet it took him half the time.

I was reading Foodness Gracious – well, looking at the pretty pictures – and the author posted something about the writing in his blog, and wondering if it actually matters.*  It so matters.  I find that I only come back to blogs whose writing I think is entertaining, no matter the pretty pictures.

And this is as much a my-life blog as a nail polish blog (somehow that happened).  So, I feel like I should have stuff to say?  But I’m tired for so many reasons, and that’s the enemy of writing well.  So here is some more nail polish, and with luck post-defense I will be less whiny (so whiny!) and more talky.

‘Til then, L’Oreal The True Diamond (over Sinful Colors Strapped):

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Glass fleck goodness!  Might be worth clicking to get the full effect.

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Same, only over some interesting silver stickers.  The effect didn’t really work, the topper just kind of swallowed the sticker.

There are a lot of possible effects and finishes for nail polish.  A lot.  I’ll do a post sometime, probably soon.  One of my favorites is “glass fleck.”  I don’t know if it’s actually glass powder, just another shape/material of glitter, or what, but I like it.

So, this is a topper that’s basically just a bottle of glass fleck stuff in a clear base.  I haven’t yet figured out how to make it as pretty as the bottle, but I’ll keep after it a bit.

I need to start doing bottle shots again.


* Which links back to here, which in turns links to someone tweeting something mind-bendingly dumb.

Okay, posting again. This is me posting.

It’s not strange for me to have binary behavior, either posting regularly or Just Not Posting.  That being the case… and it being the case that I will likely be using this (or some) blog to communicate with the handful of folk I am leaving behind but who might remember me in six months… I’m aiming now to go back to the former.  And boy do I have a lot of nail polish queued up.

So I wrote my dissertation.  In 7 days.  It should have been 6, but I turned it in a day late because I needed the extra time, plus What Are They Going To Do Fire Me.  I must say, in the strongest possible terms, I do not recommend this.  It was a total staple job, but even so, the level of immersion, stress, and effort involved for those 7 days left me truly, alarmingly useless for almost two weeks.* **

So… don’t do that.  Honest.  Reschedule your defense and make another plane ticket if that’s what it takes.  For the love of god, learn from the mistakes of others.  I defend Monday (fingers crossed) and so far I haven’t found the wherewithal to start my presentation.

That’s bad.

In non-academic news (ha ha), we’ve got most of the moving nonsense scheduled, modulo getting some cats to the right city (thpt cats).  We don’t actually have a place to live (bah) but apart from those small details, it looks like this move is going to happen.  Exciting!  Or it will be when I get some wherewithal to use on being excited.

Okay, nail polish, actual posting soon.  Both these PWIs are recent acquisitions, because… I was going to say my willpower is weak when I’m out of wherewithal, but in practice I don’t try to stop myself from buying <$2 nail polishes.  I mean… why?  It’s not like they’re full of calories.  Or potassium benzoate.

Hearts & Glass Bronze Goddess:

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You will see why I felt the need to check the name.  I wouldn’t call this bronze.  I would call it pink.  But it’s a VERY good coater (maybe 1 coat?) and, despite being quite very sparkly, a reasonably work-appropriate color.  And the glitter scales poorly in pix.

Hearts & Glass Daring Duchess:

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This, while a creme and not sparkly, is not in fact a color I would wear to (say) a dissertation defense.  But  this image scaled fine.

So.  Pink!  Pink pink pink.  They both have excellent formula, excellent opacity, ridiculously nice for being some random one-off brand.†  What can I say?


* still counting.

** This is extremely consistent with studies on human work in general; you don’t gain anything over anything but the VERY short term by working long hours.  You get the most work over a 2-month span or anything longer at a 35 hour week.  Long hours are not helping you.  Really!

† Listed in tags as “hearts and glass” rather than “hearts & glass” because the ampersand breaks wordpress’ tag system. Tsk!

Many pretty polishes, all in a row (PWI × many)

So I missed a plane today (ARGH).  It was partly my fault, partly Delta’s.  And of course they can’t put me on anything until tomorrow.*  Why do I keep flying Delta?  Bad things always happen – starting many years ago when they stranded Mr. Fix-It in Egypt until I sicced a lawyer on them.

I am very excited about my new job, but I was at least equally excited about The One That Got Away.  On the other hand, TOTGA would have required flying a lot more Delta.  Maybe this time I’ll learn?  Dear Self: it doesn’t matter that it’s cheaper if it always sucks horribly.

Sooo… that was bad.  OTOH, I then had a very nice, laid-back lunch with a dear friend who made time for unexpectedly-present me.  Also, the corner drugstore had a random display of $1.49 nail polishes from a random small brand (Hearts & Glass) that turned out to be really, really nice.  So nice I went back for more…

Dear reader: I bought 22 nail polishes today.

Is PWI just some self-enabling joke?  I mean, that’s, what, like ¼ of the polishes I’ve successfully reviewed?  Maybe.  I worried about it briefly, but then I was like “SCREWIT LOOKIT MAH PRETTIES.”  I missed a plane!  I deserve comforting things.

So it seems like a good time to just post a massive dump of nail polishes, as previously warned.  It’s a good thing I no longer put all polish names in PWI post titles, because that would be a long title…

Sally Hansen Seasational:

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I have so much trouble typing “seasational,” because it is not a word.  Even for a fake word it’s kind of stupid.  Anyway, it’s a nice teal cream, decent coverage, and fairly shiny.

Sinful Colors Taupe It Off:

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It’s supposed to dry matte, and it does. While it’s not textured, the little bits of glitter make it look… uneven? MK described it as river silt, and he’s right. Not flattering on me!

Sinful Colors Dozen Roses:

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One of my continuing efforts to find a flattering pale pink. (Mr. Fix-It likes pink.) Okay, not great; good coverage for that kind of color, though. I have mountains of turns-out-it’s-super-sheer pale pinks.

Some Essence (not Essie!) sparkly navy:

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Essence doesn’t, as far as I can tell, name their colors. This looks pretty in the macro shot, but really it’s quite dark and the glitter (such as it is) is very subdued.  On me it looks rather dull.

Zoya Jade:

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…Jade. Right. I assume they mean as in “harlot,” but it’s still a dumb name for a tomato-red nail polish. This is four thin, easy coats; final color was okay but nothing to die for, I thought.  Click for half-hidden sparkle.

This is the point where I realized I can’t probably shouldn’t have cherries for dinner, and went to make some curry.

So, curry in tummy, I present Sinful Colors Strapped:

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Very true to color! So basically it’s a (very) matte greenish teal. Like most matte shades, it dried really fast. I think this was 2-3 coats?

I… sigh.  I have more queued up.  But for now that’s enough, plus it’s obviously time to go to sleep, so I can catch my super-early shuttle, so I can catch my early plane.  And tomorrow I will be 2800 mi/4500 km away, posting from boring talks at a conference (maybe none of them will be boring! (yeah…)) and househunting like mad.


* Actually they were pretty gung-ho about putting me on a red-eye that left at 12:14 am.  And then changed in Minneapolis midway through.  Does anyone fall for that??

Silly Hats and Nail Polish

Whoops for falling off the edge of the universe?

I have a great excuse, though.  This past weekend was graduation, and I had parents in town to attend and generally help me get ready for life transitions, not to mention helping my sister get over hip surgery.  Also, my sister had hip surgery.  And I’m still trying to find a place to live.

So it has been, to put it mildly, a little busy.  But hey, now I have a silly hat!  And silly robes and stuff.  My full regalia makes me looks like a 15th century bishop or royal adviser or something.  My German adviser tells me they don’t do regalia in Germany.  I guess they got over it in the actual 15th century.

So I graduated!  This is an awesome lie: About half the people wearing bishop robes on that stage will defend over the summer, like me.  But I’ve been hooded – it feels great, if you’re wondering – and now it feels inevitable, instead of unbelievable.  My parents got me a card that made me go RIGHT into happy crying, my wonderful husband got me a new awesome fountain pen, and… and life is really pretty good.

None of this nonsense affects my love of nail polish.  I haven’t been too busy to buy it, but I’ve been too busy to use it, which is pretty frustrating. On the other hand, I got to paint my mom’s nails, which was awesome and will probably be a fixture of my future life.  Also, I have a bunch of pictures of various PWIs that are just waiting to be posted.  So… with apologies, I’m going to just do a massive image dump (next post).

I will make up for it with ducklings eventually.

Meanwhile,

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In keeping with my general policy of putting pictures in posts.  I don’t remember when Mr. Fix-It and I found a Terrifying Laser Eyeball Lady gift card, but I promise you it’s much creepier in person.

Oh oh oh and a small editorial change, if anyone cares: PWI posts will no longer have the name of the polish in the title.  It’s too restrictive!  And the search function works the same either way.

PWI: Born Pretty Holo Polish, plus adornments!

Quarter’s drawing to a close.  Good riddance.  I’ve finally piloted my user study on the robot (thanks MK!).  It still needs work but in most ways it’s pretty deployable.  I really need to figure out why the robot’s verbal responses are delayed almost 3 seconds; that part’s just not working.

Stupid robots.

Anyway!  I have been painting my nails, just not blogging as much.  Just busy.  Well, and also Tachyon discovered that if I play console games instead of sitting at my computer, I make a really comfortable lap:

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I mean… what am I supposed to do?  I’m no monster.

So that’s been something of a showstopper.  Yeah, my life is hard.

Anyway, I got nail-mail yesterday from the Born Pretty store, a source of cheap stuff that’s based out of Singapore.  (My last two packages had customs labels describing them as “cell phone case” and “electronics misc,” so that’s definitely legal.)  Shipping to the US is free.  All of this means it takes arbitrary amounts of time to arrive.  I basically place an order and forget about it, and whenever it shows up it’s a nice surprise.*

If you’re anything like me, when presented with new toys, you have to try them out right noooww.  This is how I came to be sporting Born Pretty Holo Polish:

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It’s magically delicious.

This is a “linear holo,” meaning the holographic excellence shows up along lines defined by the curve of the nail, rather than being randomly spangled about.  I am very excited about future polish!

Unfortunately, the above is about the best holographic presentation I got.  It was taken in the weird cold fluorescent elevator of my 100-year-old apartment complex.  Below is what it mostly looked like in practice.

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Gray’s a color.

It was still interesting.  Also, this is a rather low-end holo polish;** I may step it up to an expensive one.

In the meantime, since I still had new things to play with and less-than-exciting nails, I promptly bunged on a ton of stuff.  Behold: stuff.

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Indirect (and failing) sunlight.  This is the closest I came to getting things in focus.  I choose to believe that this is not my camera’s way of opining on the tackiness of just slapping everything on together.

Left to right:

  1. Silver… errr… crown? sort of? stickers.  They were fine, they stayed on, I’ll use more.
  2. Silver rhinestones.  Also fine.  I got to use my new teeny-thing-picker-upper tool!
  3. A black-and-clear 3D sticker.  Iffy.  It tore when I tweezed it off the backing, and subsequently came off the nail in blobs.
  4. Water decal of some generic part of a clock.  If you haven’t built models of aircraft or tanks or (in my case) giant space robots, you probably didn’t know that water decals are the devil.  But I was prepared for it, and I love the designs on this sheet.

Then a bunch of stuff fell off.  But hey, toys!  TOYS.  Expect rather more… er… reasoned adornment pix in the near future.


* Actually this is how I cope with almost all shipped goods.  We order so much stuff from Amazon that we get several packages a week… so why track?  Mr. Fix-It will ask me what’s in an incoming box, and I’m all, “Clothes?  Toiletries?  Electronics?  Cats?”

** Actually, at $7/6ml on sale <!!>, it kind of isn’t!  Should have read the description more closely.  But there are companies who specialize in this nonsense and may produce shinier holographics.

Whinging, plus PWI: Sinful Colors Enchanted

Posting’s fallen off lately because a great number of other things are coming to a head.  I’ve been interleaving tasks, rather than trying to finish one off and take on another; this is more to do with respective timings than preference.  (I’ve gotten better at task switching in grad school, but my switch cost is still, I think, rather high.)  The main effect so far: I am behind or very-behind on everything.  Including but not limited to:

  • run one final user-study on a robot
  • work out details for moving 2800 miles
  • find someplace to, you know, live
  • make conference plane tickets ×2 (done!)
  • make family reunion tickets ×2
  • finish thesis
  • defend thesis
  • start thesis

And probably other stuff, I dunno.  Also, if you want to, you know, found a college or whatever: quarters can be good for undergrads, but grad students neeeeed semesters.  10 weeks is not long enough to explore, internalize, and do a research project on a topic.  (Dissenting commentary?)

Painting my nails has even fallen off, which is unusual.  But it not died!  So without further ado, I present:

Sinful Colors Enchanted.

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Direct sunlight.  Purple!  It’s only not shiny because for some reason the concept of “focus” is alien to my mind/hands/camera.

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Indoor lighting.  Quite dark, but purple.

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Indirect sunlight. (Pretty literally. This is in my own shadow, in direct sunlight.)  Now it’s blue!

This was part of a limited edition, although I haven’t the faintest when or why.  It’s dark, but still purple in most lighting instead of black, although only just.  It’s too muted (and a bit dusty) to be a true purple, as well as leaning a bit bluish (in some lights).

Not something I see myself thinking “Oo!” and reaching for, but it works ok!  Especially on my short nails.  Other people can pull it off, but when my nails get longer than about 2mm, super-dark colors make me think I look… hm.  Something.  Maybe just like I’m trying too hard?

PWI twofer: Zoya Shawn and Pure Ice Saddle Me Up

Side note: I’m not reviewing Zoya Anne.

Again.

Why would I mention such a thing?  Because I keep trying to.  Anne has been, thus far, such an exquisitely balanced mix of promising color and horrid formula that I end up doing this Sisyphean thing with it.  And this week (or possibly quarter or more), I do not have the patience for that kind of diva behavior.  I’ve started and stripped it at least three times, maybe four.

Today was less panicked and more mildly grumpy.  Mr. Fix-it’s out of town all week on business, and it definitely reduces my Fun Human Quotient.  A lot.

ANYway.  Please meet Anne’s actual well-behaved sister, Zoya Shawn:

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Here it looks truly green, not olive. This is one of its maybe 4-5 faces.  Also, between yellowland and greenland I cut my nails to nubs again.  They just don’t do so well inside a robot when they’re longer.

It’s an interesting chameleon.  Unquestionably muted army-olive in some lights, obviously green in others, oddly in-between and grayer or browner in yet others.  But every single one of the color variations suited my fishbelly-white complexion. -_< ?

And, as usual, after a day of looking at it I was bored, so glitter happened.

Pure Ice Saddle Me Up.

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Pix, showing Shawn being olive, indoor. Noticeable but somewhat subtle.  Also… “Saddle Me Up”??  wha..?!

Still boring.  It’s too close, color-wise!  But to repeat:  Every single shade of Zoya Shawn on my pasty engineer skin was amazing.

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Pretty real-life accurate, which is a nice surprise!

Direct-sunlight pix are worse, FWIW.

Summary!  Zoya Shawn is very well-behaved, excellent beside Autumn/Winter colors; Saddle Me Up is a very close match for it and reasonably opaque in 2 coats.

PWI: Sinful Colors Pull Over

I went out for dinner with a bunch of my lab mates tonight, advisor accompanying (and paying, apparently from grants – I wonder if I’ll be that well-funded?).  We went to a bar + food place, whose main attraction is bocce ball, which is apparently a game where you throw balls at other balls, and either try to hit them or try not to, depending.  It’s completely one of those games where you know people were playing its predecessor with rocks, thousands of years ago.

I am not, as it turns out, good at bocce.

So I wandered off and started plying my advisor with questions about advising and choosing students, plus a certain amount of “augh what am I doing”.  It was a convivial setting, with beer, so he answered pretty openly, and I talked a bit more openly about my current struggles and fears.

You guys, it’s starting to feel like I’m really doing this.  It’s actually going to happen.  O.O  I’m going to go be faculty.  I alternate between wildly giddy and feeling like I might vomit.*

So I paint my nails.

Sinful Colors Pull Over (plus cat):

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Glossy Yellow  Mustard
Chromium Yellow  Pull Over??

Man, that’s yellow.  It’s… oh!  Here we go!

School bus yellow is a color which was especially formulated for use on School buses in North America in 1939. The color is now officially known in Canada and the U.S. as National School Bus Glossy Yellow and was originally called National School Bus Chrome. (emph mostly mine)

Thanks, internet!  I heart you!

This manages to escape the Curse of the Yellows, possibly because it’s halfway to orange (which also explains why it doesn’t look godawful on me).  This is three coats, which I disapprove of somewhat, but it looked nice afterwards instead of still streaky.


* Ever bought your first house?  This feels very similar.

PWI twofer: Sinful Colors Love Nails and OPI Sedona Seduction

Okay, this gets pretty complicated. 🙂 You see, Mama T bought me a set of nail art tools!

I find nail art intimidating.  For one thing, I keep my nails SO short; for another, I fear it sneaks into an “even a grad student can’t get away with this,” even though I cheerfully wear disco balls and neon colors to work.  Also? It seems scary and hard.

But… those are dumb reasons.  I paint my lips non-earth colors all the time,* just not at work.  And being scared of nail polish is a bit mental.  I mean, really, what’s the worst thing that can happen?  Thirty seconds of acetone?

So.  Step 1 is yet another SC teal, Sinful Colors Love Nails.

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Pretty blue glowy things!  There
beginneth and endeth the joy.

This color and me, we are gonna love-hate fierce.  It’s really very pretty, and it kind of has a deep internal glow that sunlight catches beautifully (and cameras don’t).  But the deep internal complexity comes because this is six coats.  I don’t have time for six coats!  Nobody has time for six coats! >:-( THPT.  I’m wondering if I could get a similar look by layering it over a more polite teal, which I certainly have in abundance.

Anyway, next up, I grabbed OPI Sedona Seduction, a cold ice blue, and a dotting tool (least scary).  Also, Zoya Mosheen.

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Right hand: Sedona Seduction dots over Love Nails; Sedona Seduction alone; dots; Mosheen
over Love Nails; dots. Left hand: dots; dots; Mosheen over SS; dots; dots.

So yeah!  Love Nails is a beautiful PITA.  Sedona Seduction is a very icy, almost-silver blue, opaque enough to make dots with.  Mosheen is a very fine glitter; it’s hard to tell here, but it’s paler over Sedona Seduction.   I need to experiment with it further before I declare it PWI’d.

And… I can make dots! ^_^


* Speaking of:

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Lipstick color is true, achieved with lighting that makes the rest of my skin look grayish. I swear I’m not a Yuki-Onna.

I recently placed an order for a large number of inexpensive samples with the Portland Black Lipstick Company.  This is Artificial Amethyst, which Mr. Fix-it doesn’t hate.  (He kind of does hate some of the other weird ones.  Sigh.)  Also, their swatches are terrible, look for other people’s if you’re interested.

PWI twofer: Sally Hansen Red Carpet & Sinful Colors All About You

I have to say, I picked up the red here under the belief that it was a glitter.  In the fluorescent store lighting, believe me, the shimmer was a lot more prominent.  On hands?  No.  It’s a deep, shimmery, vampy red, but it’s not glitter.  I do like it; I don’t much like the three-coat minimum for opacity, but I’ve heard it layers well.

Sally Hansen Red Carpet.

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After dark and taken, unusually, with flash.
Reds mostly go deep and sexy at night.  Mostly.

And then, partly because I wasn’t really having a True Red day and partly because I had tip wear by morning, I did half-moons with Sinful Colors All About You:

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Sorry, crap picture. It’s what I got.  You can
see the red is much brighter in daylight.

This whole thing was just a mess.  The red’s an insta-stainer, so where I got it on my cuticles, it stayed.  (Usually I scrape it off before it sets; in this case it didn’t help.)  The index finger flaked off about 20 minutes later (note clever pose above), and the gold is not remotely opaque at three coats.  I like the idea of the red-and-gold combo, but… not this red, not this gold.

Nothing really terrible or hall-of-shame-worthy by itself, but I ended up taking the whole thing off pretty fast. :-/

PWI: Rimmel London Red, Steady, Go…

Punctuation in nail polish names is so strange.  I would have said that Ready, Steady, Go…  (Brit for Ready, Set, Go!) obviously needed an exclamation point.  Even a period probably wouldn’t have raised my eyebrows.  But an ellipsis?!‽

And on the interrobang front, kindly allow me to share a dork poem:

  < > ! * ' ' #
  ^ " ` $ $ -
  ! * = @ $ _
  % * < > ~ # 4
  & [ ] . . /
  | { , ,  SYSTEM HALTED

Or, read aloud.  (Really!  Say it out loud!)

  Waka waka bang splat tick tick hash,
  Caret quote back-tick dollar dollar dash,
  Bang splat equal at dollar under-score,
  Percent splat waka waka tilde number four,
  Ampersand bracket bracket dot dot slash,
  Vertical-bar curly-bracket comma comma CRASH.

So yeh I’m a huge dork.

ANYWAY.  Rimmel London Red, Steady, Go…:

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A very tomato-y red, but it works! Maybe, as well as being unexpectedly coral-friendly, I am unexpectedly tomato-friendly? That would be ok. Tomatoes are delicious.

I meant to use this as a base coat for a new red glitter, but I ran out of time.  This is one coat!  Although a second doesn’t change the color noticeably.  You can see my teeny tiny free edge (nail blogger for “the part that sticks out past your quick”), but I don’t actually mind VNL (nail blogger for Visible Nail Line).

Um… still talking but content ran out.  I stop now.  More red next time.

Dear splodey-head (a love letter)

Wandering around the flat, turning off lights, lowering blinds, turning monitors as dim as I can; turning my own to inverted colors so it’s darker.  (Ctrl-Option-Cmd 8, if you have a mac.)  It doesn’t actually help, but it’s something I can do.

Cluster headaches[1]: go away.  We hate you.  You are not welcome here.  Leave.


[1] “The term “headache” does not adequately convey the severity of the condition; the disease may be the most painful condition known to medical science.”