Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
As far as Maggie is concerned, you can’t have too many shades of gray.

Naturally, OPI has introduced a movie tie-in for the ridiculously over-hyped “Fifty Shades of Grey” debut.
I was expecting it. I was waiting for it. I was salivating for it.
I.Really. Wanted. All. Those. Polishes. (Look at me. I can write like that too! Move over E L James!)
Seriously, gray happens to be the single color that I most want more shades of — in polish, specifically. I can’t count how many times I’ve gone to the polish rack in search of just the right shade of gray. So, on one such day, as I found myself standing in front of all my polishes — both gel and not — desperately searching for a tone that was lighter than kitten gray but tauper than beige, a light bulb went on over my head.
FINALLY! It was coming, I thought. Certainly my sunny days would be turning at least 50 shades of gray very soon! I ran back to the neglected stack of trade magazines that has been growing over the last four months while I’ve been too busy to read them and I grabbed a handy December issue of Nails. I began frantically flipping through it, excitedly trying to explain my actions to the bewildered client sitting patiently at my desk waiting for me to find the polish I was looking for.
Aha! Of course it was there! The ubiquitous OPI double-page ad for the special collection of polishes that would soon be available for the perfect movie debut mani.
Well, I wasn’t surprised that it only consists of six shades. That’s about par for the course with their special collections. But it’s not even six shades of gray. There’s a red, and what looks like a beige to me.
Really? Are Christian and I the only people on the planet who actually have a use for a full fifty shades?
Editor’s note: Don’t despair Maggie! Take a look at our “50 Shades of Grey…Polish” photo gallery for some more options.
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
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