… what it was I was going to talk about. I hate when that happens! Earlier today I knew exactly what I was going to rant about and now I've gone and become all distracted!
First, by the Minxing. Since the turkey dream, I have ordered up something like 60 sheets of Minx designs. For those of you Minxing, you realize this represents a significant investment. Nevertheless, I did it. I just held my nose and jumped in.
Of course, that left me sitting at my desk (with too much stuff on it) a few weeks ago staring at 60 sheets of Minx, trying to decide what do with them.
For one thing, I have no patience with directions. My uncle Rex used to have an old-fashioned conniption fit every Christmas as I proceeded to assemble new toys without so much as checking to see if directions were included. However, I had watched the instructional video online before purchasing my Minx, so I at least went into it with some understanding of the concept.
Of course, I didn't want to start off with the fanciest of Minx sheets; I didn't want to waste or ruin my precious Minx. However, I was not very excited about practicing with the clear nail armor first, either.
Mind you, I am also in the process of re-inventing the Juliette wrap. I have poured over every resource I have available to me trying to find explicit instructions for doing this old-school service and hoping to find someone who can assist me with relevant, real-world wisdom. To no avail. Perhaps you can begin to see why I often forego any attempt to read or follow directions. I usually end up having to make it up as I go along anyway.
So, do I want to play with my Minx? Or do I want to figure out Juliettes? Or — now that my smashed nail has grown out — do I want to put on a beautiful new set of acrylics and try my hand at selling those wicked cool "edge" nails?
I started with the wraps. I did one hand, decided I had a good grasp on the technique and proceeded to wear them for a week before I declared myself a master and moved on to the Minx project.
I started with the clear armor. I was again — and as I often am — impressed with my obvious superiority over all beings. Then I jacked up my pinkie by forgetting that the Minx adhesive softens when warm. Since I take showers that are only two degrees shy of boiling lava, this meant that I managed to pull up and wrinkle a Minx. Once you have wrinkled a Minx, you can't unwrinkle it. So after playing with the rough edge the wrinkle created all day, I proceeded to pull it off.
Don't do this. If you are going to take off your Minx, make sure you warm it up first. Those things are STUCK DOWN!
So I took them off and redid them again. I got bored with the clear armor and, once again declaring myself a master, proceeded to Minx my own nails in glorious chrome. Four days later I was reminded that I am not very good at taking off my clients' polish without messing up my own. Three of my chrome Minx were pretty much gone where I had managed to hold an acetone-soaked cotton pad against them.
Now my nails are naked again. I continue to toy with the notion of edge nails, but I am very proud of my natural nails at the moment, so I'm probably going to Minx 'em again.
I simply can't be expected to concentrate on edgy industry commentary when my nails are so shiny!
For reprint and licensing requests for this article, Click here.
The secure and easy all-access connection to your content.
Bookmarked content can then be accessed anytime on all of your logged in devices!
Already a member? Log In