My love for nailpolish

I have been painting my nails for so long. I started when I was 14. Almost every night I repainted my nails. At first it looked terrible, but I redid a nail if I didn't was satisfied. I wanted my nails to look perfect. Then I wore a lot of red and winered. One of my favorites was a redwine polish from Esté Lauder.

About six years ago I got my first OPI polish, a friend of mine in Canada sent me the pink Kinky in Helsinki. And I fell in love. And bought more, from OPI and other brands.

Now I feel naked if I am not wearing polish. I like looking down on my fingers and see a vibrant color. It makes me happy. When I go to a party, to an important meeting or just wants to feel good I paint my nails. Matching with clothes and details. Or not. I wear any color to work, glitter, black, pink, green. It all works.

Painting my nails is a moment for me. Life is busy, when I sit down to paint my I do it for me. I slow down, relax and afterwards I am forced to do nothing to let the polish dry.

Twentyone years later I am really good at painting my nails. I know how to do it. And I still think it is fun.
Painted nails is me.