It's not a bad one, per se, but it's getting costly and a little out of hand. Even still, I continue feeding it because, as addictions in their infancy tend to do, it makes me happy. What is this addiction, you ask? Before I say it, let me preface this by saying that I am NOT a teenager, nor am I a lonely cat lady, nor do I "just need to get laid," as sometimes this addiction suggests to people. It doesn't say a whole lot about my character other than that I enjoy shiny, sparkly, pretty things, and, ok, maybe that I have some self-control, frivolous-spending issues, lol.
So, out with it, eh?
There, I said it. I am addicted to nail polish. Not in the freaky way that the girl from My Strange Addiction is; I don't drink the stuff, I just slather it all over my fingernails and stare lovingly and admiringly at the bottles of liquidy, pigmenty goodness.
What does this have to do with anything in my life? Well, there's an amazing blogger who's giving away a bottle of a long-coveted nail polish to her readers. If you go to Tara Loves Colors, you'll see that she has great swatches, as well as recipes for frankens and adorable nail art. I'm a little in love because she's talked about where to find frankening supplies, and I've been curious about it for a little while. If you're interested in entering, you can do so here, but please don't win... save that for me. Please? Pretty please?
Lol. Evil. I'm kidding... you win, I win... we all win. (But, I mean... I really do want to win... )
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