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call 911........call 911
Yup...I liked orange. I liked it so much that to pull myself out of this recession, no job having, hotter in S.C. than hades funk? When I got to the dollar General store and saw the bottle of nail polish hanging there on that peg? I bought it.
I swear it didn't scream 'buy me'. I am not trying to start my mid-life crisis either. I haven't gotten to that point where I need to be casually reminded by friends to dress my age yet, nor do I lack the capacity or mental faculties to judge for myself what is good taste. I just saw the bottle, and like GCV with her in laws got that I'm over 40 (just barely
) and don't care, nare-do-well attitude and thought "If I don't do it now I may never have the courage to do it again." and threw caution and a dollar to the wind and got the orange nail polish.
So there we are - me and the Pootie, on the bed, all laid out with the trappings of a self-proclaimed poor mans Korean beauty parlor. I looked too in the Walmart to see what all they had because I'm amazed what it takes now to have your nails done and the local nail shops around here are all Korean run. I speak a few words of Korean - enough to say hello, thank you - and all the people I've met have been extremely nice, and so organized, professional - I just stepped in to see what they had, that I would need since I can't afford to have a manicure.
I figured I start with my toes. If I didn't like orange? It would be in my shoes, or flops - and who would notice? Not one to waste a dollar I would keep the color for at least a week. One coat made my toes look like I was a cadaver - no joke. Sickly. Ghastly. So two coats. Not bad but once you go this far - you may as well go Cleveland Browns - and well that wasn't happening - but I did manage some kind of pale pumpkin on the third coat and called in a night. Mostly because I think Pootie was getting high at this point. She had buried her head under the quilt at first then abandoned ship for the hall. Most of me would like to think it was the smell - the rest of me KNOWS it was her taking one look at the color and running for the hills because when I do mine? I do hers too. She was having no part of Pumpkin toes.
So whats so great about orange toes? Not much except this morning with coffee I walked outside and checked the storm damage from last night in bare feet and as I'm walking something in the grass caught my eye and I thought it was a Texas Cattle Killer - (a type of very venomous wasp - that looks like a fuzzy ant) and jumped back so fast I spilled my coffee only to realize it was MY stupid painted toes. Yup score one for youthful color on middle aged toes.
Later after I refreshed my cup - I walked outside to hand the Bulldog his treat and went to walk IN the house, was wiping my feet looked down just before I walked in the house and startled myself again! I mean in nature Orange and Red things mean CAUTION - yeah - My toes - great cause for alarm. I thought Holy crud Star that's twice this morning you've scared yourself with your feet. Dummy. - So while I think that it's great to try new and fun things I'm not so sure I recommend orange toe polish - Not sure why the red didn't do the same thing. I tried that last week for the first time too. (Dad never let us wear that - and I never tried anything but pink or corals all my life - maybe a dark maroon) OH and I did purple a few weeks ago. That looks great but it sure didn't scare me. lol.
So now - I'm thinking about maybe orange with ....stripes - lol...rrrrawr.
Thinking maybe I'll put it with the halloween costume of the tigress. hahaha. Let someone else get a scare.
I swear it didn't scream 'buy me'. I am not trying to start my mid-life crisis either. I haven't gotten to that point where I need to be casually reminded by friends to dress my age yet, nor do I lack the capacity or mental faculties to judge for myself what is good taste. I just saw the bottle, and like GCV with her in laws got that I'm over 40 (just barely
) and don't care, nare-do-well attitude and thought "If I don't do it now I may never have the courage to do it again." and threw caution and a dollar to the wind and got the orange nail polish. So there we are - me and the Pootie, on the bed, all laid out with the trappings of a self-proclaimed poor mans Korean beauty parlor. I looked too in the Walmart to see what all they had because I'm amazed what it takes now to have your nails done and the local nail shops around here are all Korean run. I speak a few words of Korean - enough to say hello, thank you - and all the people I've met have been extremely nice, and so organized, professional - I just stepped in to see what they had, that I would need since I can't afford to have a manicure.
I figured I start with my toes. If I didn't like orange? It would be in my shoes, or flops - and who would notice? Not one to waste a dollar I would keep the color for at least a week. One coat made my toes look like I was a cadaver - no joke. Sickly. Ghastly. So two coats. Not bad but once you go this far - you may as well go Cleveland Browns - and well that wasn't happening - but I did manage some kind of pale pumpkin on the third coat and called in a night. Mostly because I think Pootie was getting high at this point. She had buried her head under the quilt at first then abandoned ship for the hall. Most of me would like to think it was the smell - the rest of me KNOWS it was her taking one look at the color and running for the hills because when I do mine? I do hers too. She was having no part of Pumpkin toes.
So whats so great about orange toes? Not much except this morning with coffee I walked outside and checked the storm damage from last night in bare feet and as I'm walking something in the grass caught my eye and I thought it was a Texas Cattle Killer - (a type of very venomous wasp - that looks like a fuzzy ant) and jumped back so fast I spilled my coffee only to realize it was MY stupid painted toes. Yup score one for youthful color on middle aged toes.
Later after I refreshed my cup - I walked outside to hand the Bulldog his treat and went to walk IN the house, was wiping my feet looked down just before I walked in the house and startled myself again! I mean in nature Orange and Red things mean CAUTION - yeah - My toes - great cause for alarm. I thought Holy crud Star that's twice this morning you've scared yourself with your feet. Dummy. - So while I think that it's great to try new and fun things I'm not so sure I recommend orange toe polish - Not sure why the red didn't do the same thing. I tried that last week for the first time too. (Dad never let us wear that - and I never tried anything but pink or corals all my life - maybe a dark maroon) OH and I did purple a few weeks ago. That looks great but it sure didn't scare me. lol.
So now - I'm thinking about maybe orange with ....stripes - lol...rrrrawr.
Thinking maybe I'll put it with the halloween costume of the tigress. hahaha. Let someone else get a scare.
along with a mish-mosh of crappy genetic health issues that have surfaced as I've gotten older. Gee thanks. lol. I was hoping for the my boobs will never sag gene, I'll never have to exercise and stay fit gene, I'll never get turkey neck gene, can't tell MY age by my hands gene, age gracefully gene, won't loose my short term mem....moomor.....mimori....thing that you remember with....gene. 
