It’s a good thing that Wendy and I have a long-standing friendship. Because it was nearly torn apart by a nail polish.
As you read from Wendy’s earlier post, she had high hopes for Chanel’s Peridot nail polish but was heartbroken by the resulting color. She passed the bottle on to me to see if I would have better luck. I believe she secretly hoped it would be a failure for me, as well. Turns out, I LOVE IT.
Let’s just get this out of the way: I don’t want to write this post. I’d been avoiding it until Jenn politely nudged me. Why am I openly hostile to something so seemingly harmless?
The Hell with harmless: it’s gorgeous, right??
I’d been coveting this polish for over a month. Finally two weeks ago I went to the Chanel counter at Saks and saw the bottle in person. It was even more beautiful than it had looked in the magazines. I happily forked over $25 and proudly took it to my pedicurist. She immediately expressed skepticism: she’s been doing my pedicures for around 7 years and I have always preferred dark, rich colors. Essie Wicked is a favorite of mine. We tried something light and shiny once before and she wouldn’t even let me walk out the door: she took it all off and started over because she knew I’d hate it. (And I would have but I was trying to be polite.) Continue reading