As you've probably noticed, I have a bit of an obsession with nail polish. And by "a bit," I may or may not mean "gargantuan mass of titanic proportions." Little relaxes me more than painting my nails, and on my worst, most stressful days at work I can stare at the pretty colors while I type. Unfortunately, nail polish is one of those things that I can never have enough of no matter how much I get. There are always more colors, more moods, and every time the seasons change I feel an overwhelming desire to hit up Target, and buy them in bulk. I've gotten rather proficient at painting them myself (right hand included), and these new Sally Hansen nail pens even let me do leopard print and french manicures. Who can afford a professional manicure anyways? Besides....my collection rivals the salons anyways. It's like fourth grade with my Limited Too plastic, sparkly trunk all over again.
