being an ex-nail biter is fun

I’m still successful at keeping my bad habit at bay. No nail biting for this girl! Only pretty polished nails here. But I think I may have picked up another bad habit along the way though.

Hi, my name is Jamie and I’m a nail polish addict.

I’ve been changing polish at least once a week, if not more. I have to hit the beauty aisle at every store I’m in to see if there is any polish I need to add to my collection. I’m running out of polish remover at an alarming rate. (You would think I’d be better at neatly painting my own nails though).

Yesterday at Sephora I bought three new colors. Sephora by OPI has the BEST colors and even BETTER names. I mean I can’t turn down a silvery grey that is also called The Queen of Everything. It was practically MADE FOR ME with that name. Or the pretty burgundy chocolately color, Caffeine Fix. Or glittery black called Never Enough Shoes. Because really, a girl can’t have enough shoes. PREACH, OPI.

Before I knew it, I was walking out the door after spending near $30 on nail polish alone.

(Let’s not do the math when you add in my new foundation, eyeliner or the Diorshow Iconic mascara I got which is AMAZING)

(All were incredibly necessary purchases so GET OFF ME)

But a nail polish habit is better than like a crack habit so that’s good, right? Unless they make crack flavored nail polish that is really pretty and has a great name because then I’d be fucked.

Being pretty and girly is expensive, dude.

P.S. Stay tuned for the post where I finally learn how to put on eyeliner unless my sister kills me first because I keep freaking out that I’m going to stab myself in the eye and she really DOES stab me in the eye to prove a point.






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