So, when I started this blog I wanted to use it to showcase some writing, rant about things that make my blood boil and review products that I love! So far, it’s mostly been ranting so here is a mini test review…
I recently came across a ‘shellac hack’ on Pinterest from mintarrow.com. You needed Sally hansen hard as wraps, favourite nail polish and no chips top coat. (That was the original recipe which has now been ammended- google it & check out her full recipe and tips).
I love Shellac. I have never been able to grow my nails since I had acrylic tips for a year when I was 20, they split like anything. (In fact they didn’t grow much before I had the acrylics- hence why I got acrylic extensions!) I’m an occasional biter and just plain lazy when it comes to my nails and my hair.. anything high maintenance is never going to be my friend! Plus I use my hands ALOT with two kids I am forever washing dishes or children or both (not at the same time I hasten to add!) So regular nail polish does well to last 24 hours – 8 of which I am asleep (if I’m lucky!) So Shellac was discovered 18 months ago and I fell in love….<3
My first Shellac manicure lasted 3 weeks!! 3 whole weeks off bathing babies, washing dishes, changing bed sheets, regular housework & even cleaning the oven (with rubber gloves!) and my nails were still perrrrfect!!!! Shellac was my new best friend!
Then I had a couple of cheaper shellacs for special occasions- bought from Groupon which, although salon applied, didn’t last as long. The shortest being just 4 days!! 😦 & at £20 a time it was expensive!
So when I found this shellac hack I was over the moon, rushed straight to the shops to get the Sally Hansen polish and give it a go.
But don’t be fooled by this shellac hack. It made my nails bootiful for exactly two days!! Then it all flaked off rather quickly!!! Boo……. On the plus side and positive note it did make regular polish last slightly longer than it normally does on me! So my suggestion- use the shellac hack for a special occasion and stretch your Friday evening into Saturday night- but don’t expect any more than that!! xxx
Hidden inside a battered Ford Escort, he watched Lillian Smith from a discreet distance, enjoying her struggle to manoeuvre her expensive sports car out of the tight spot in front of the beauty salon. He smiled appreciatively as he watched her curse the second time the car stalled and she wrestled with the gear stick. She was beautifully dressed in a clingy blue jumper that emphasised her blue eyes, and tight jeans tucked into long, black, leather boots. Perfect as always he mused. She finally managed to free her car. Slowly, deliberately he pulled his own car away from the kerb and followed. He been watching her for a few weeks now, and, as usual, had started to enjoy it. She was unlike most girls; she was classy, dignified in her spoilt way. He knew he shouldn’t get attached but he couldn’t help himself. He’d had plenty of women, but they were all easy pick ups that he despised for the fact they were so easy. He loved the chase. The hunt.
It was a fine evening as he tailed her car along the main seafront road. The Christmas lights were still draped lifelessly around streetlamps and dotted along the pavement were palm trees, hugged by foil and blankets, forced to survive in an alien environment. He understood that feeling
She pulled her car into her gravel drive and he blew her a silent kiss, watching her long black ponytail swish in time with her ass, enveloped in those tight jeans. She was something else. A queen. He surveyed her suburban kingdom with no small amount of jealousy, the houses here were all set back from the road, with private drives. He considered them mansions, a far cry from the high rises and poverty of his own childhood. Lillian’s’ house seemed bigger than the others and conveniently was surrounded by a high fence on all sides.Checking his reflection in the mirror, his gelled black hair and muscular body was coupled with a face that had seen a more punches than he’d thrown. He laughed to himself and decided he should call himself ‘Rocky’in homage to his hero Stallone. He lit another cigarette with the still smouldering end of the previous one.
He spared a thought for her husband and wondered briefly how much he would miss her.
Shouldn’t leave such a beautiful woman alone by herself then.
I don’t even know how this ends yet….. To be continued.