WTH? Jenna, what is Eddie Munster's hair doing on your tips? Sigh... OK, so, in my head this would have had an effect similar to being under a black umbrella and seeing the rain falling just past it. Only, my inability to judge distance and size meant that the scallop-edged tape I cut with my decorative scissors and used for this funky French mani didn't translate to the realization that only about two scallops would fit on each nail, thus giving the illusion of hair slicked back from a creepily Dracula-esque widow's peak. (Whew! Major run-on there.)
Oh, but here's the kicker: there's even more humorous bungling hidden in the depths of this look! The base color was a franken I made before I learned that not ALL glitter is solvent-resistant. The original color of the polish was pale peachy-pink with turquoise, orange, pink, and gold hexes mixed in with iridescent micro glitter. Once it had finished mutating into a deadly muddy grey with glitters mere ghosts of their former selves, I just happened to name it "Bride of Frankenstein". Bwahahaha! What better polish mating could there be for a look that turned out to be so hilariously horrible?! Say it with me, people: "FAIL."
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