I just jumped into a business and I can say "It's not business...it's PERSONAL..."
I've said this many times over (trying to explain myself...to myself...) "I'm not a buyer..or seller..." because I'm really not. I like pretty things, I really do, but I usually don't feel like buying something unnecessary is responsible behavior. I have food to buy and clothes to buy and toilet paper, 2x4s and kitchen appliances. I just don't BUY stuff. I'm a hard, hard sell. If something looks like a fad, I'm backing away, quickly...
But these...they got me and I have tried to wrack my brain as to why. I've never been excited about a product like this. I am just not *that girl..*
So I started thinking about my hands and why I've always been funny about them. And this really vague memory came floating into my consciousness. My older brother, who I don't know very well at all....him saying to me that you could tell a lot about a woman looking at her hands...her nails specifically. It was just something he said as I was going to get a manicure for his wedding. I was at his house for his wedding in New York. Such a sweet memory from my childhood. I got to fly up there, stay at his house and be treated like a kid for a week. A kid that people liked. It was one of my first exposures to class. To a classy woman. Not a snobby woman, but a CLASSY woman. The woman he was marrying (still married to!!) was amazing. She dressed nice, looked nice, talked nice and smelled nice and just seemed a step above the people I was used to interacting with.
Isn't it funny how such a small blip can make such a big impact? I remember after that paying really good attention to my nails, and thinking back to how I FELT, it was like I was getting approval from someone I really admired each time I took that time to pretty my hands up. I was in 7th grade and from that age on, I always paid very close attention to my hands. I knew I smelled like cigarettes and I didn't have the greatest skin in the world and I was not skinny, but I could do pretty hands.
Once I was old enough to drive, I was at the salon every two weeks getting my nails maintained. I usually went for french tips, but every now and then I'd get a funky design, most often for an event that required a fancy dress. I stopped doing my nails when I got married and no longer had a job, but I would polish them every now and again.
Once I became a mom, that halted. Like completely. I might put some clear polish on every now and then..but I just didn't care. I had a few phases where I'd lost a lot of weight, then I would be interested in my nails again, but they just weren't that high on my priority list.
Now I have a teenager who is nail obsessed. Her collection of polish rivals a salon. So I have grabbed some polish every now and then, played around a little, but have been so frustrated with how quickly they look like crap. I just do not have time for that kind of maintenence. It just doesn't exist.
So now I am wrapping my nails. I am still in a bit of disbelief that this is actually a thing. Like...this is for real. I can do my nails quickly and they look amazing for a long time. For cheap. So I am a little obnoxious right now with it. This is such a huge blessing to me. It's uplifting. I might be postpartum chubby with raggedy hair up in a bun...I might have to do a rush make-up job that skips half the steps...but my hands look nice. Pretty even. I might even venture to say stylish.
So I have to say this company completely nailed it. They just did. This is for every woman, not just the skinny ones, the rich ones, the cool ones. Pffft on all that. Beauty is for everyone!!
I got my kit, got my website and business cards and catalogs and samples. I'm in it. LOL!! I am really IN it. So sorry for those who see me in real life. You'll have to put up with my flashing my pretty nails and raving how they are TWO WEEKS OLD and all the things I did while wearing them. I'm stoked. Completely!
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