So, I did something kind of dumb. I had this amazing idea for a new nail post. I’d thought about it, deigned it, picked the colours and everything. In my head, it was all done. Super simple, chic, and undoubtedly pretty. I wrote the post before I’d even attempted it, that’s just how confident I was. So, all I needed to do was paint the nails. And there was my big boo boo. I’d done this whole thing, with nothing but a brief idea in my head. So, I’m pretty sure you can guess what happened next.
A French Manicure is a classic look which everybody loves. It’s smart, casual, shows off your nails and is effortlessly timeless. It’s one of them things that will forever be in fashion. Because this is such an iconic look, I thought it was about time I dedicated a post to it. An ode to a classic and a simple how-to guide.
But then I started thinking. This has been a look which has been recreated countless times. Instead of just remaking a look, why not put my own twist on it and make it my own? So, that’s exactly what I did!
You think it would be simple. French Manicures are pretty basic, so surely adapting it won’t be too difficult, right? Wrong! Who knew there were so many different variations to a French Manicure. From different shapes added to the nails, ‘double manicures’, to adding some colour. I was so lost, and it took me a while to decide just what to do.
It didn’t take me long to decide how I wanted to decorate my nails. After my negative space nails, I fell in love with the ‘dotted’ look. From there, the idea for my net manicure was clear. Forget all the negative space, I’m gonna fill it all up with polka dots… EVERYWHERE!!
It’s a look that’s so easy and simple, that I don’t know how I didn’t think of it before. I remember when I was younger, polka dots were the first piece of ‘nail art’ that I ever tried. I think I did an awful brown / beige combo, and the dots were so messy that it was just a load of big splodges. It’s safe to say, it wasn’t a good look! But, I was so proud of myself, it was seriously a massive achievement for little old me. Now that I’m older, and am actually capable of painting nails, I decided to go for it, and remake it… Successfully!
I’ll admit, I don’t really see the point in Valentine’s Day. I don’t think it’s fair to say that you should limit your affection for just one day of the year. No, I’m not cynical, but so far this year I haven’t seen a single bouquet of flowers being delivered. Yet today, it’s like every other car is a florist. And for some bizarre reason, a single red rose triples in price! But one thing that I do agree with is the opportunity to dress up!
You spend hours picking the perfect outfit and doing your make up just so; you straighten and curl, pin and twist and make sure that there’s not a hair out of place. After spending all this time making sure that you look perfect, it’s important that you make sure that you add the finishing touch. And of course, what’s better than a good manicure? A fresh coat of nail varnish instantly makes you feel better, and brightens up any outfit.
They say that January’s the most depressing month of the year. You have post–Christmas blues, the cold weather, and the full effects of the over indulgent festive goodies beginning to show. Failed resolutions that lasted a week, and it even has Blue Monday – Officially the most depressing day of the year. I know, it’s sounding better and better. But the start of a new year is always so exciting. You have no idea what the years going to bring, and the hopeful feel of optimism in the air is contagious. January’s a time for celebrating, and how can you be glum, with Chinese New Year coming up?
It may not be something that I personally celebrate, but I love the whole idea of it. I always remember learning the Chinese Zodiac story in school and the great race between the animals. How each 12 animals have their own year, and can apparently show characteristics for people born in that time frame. The celebrations always seem so extravagant, and so much fun. I can only imagine what it must be like in China. The dragons dancing down the street, and all the colours it involves, the street just comes alive. There’s just something about it that fills me with joy and hopefulness.