Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
A few days ago, a dear friend and fabulous fellow nail tech posted a link on Facebook. The link is to an article ... errr, blog? I'm not sure what to call it, but it's titled,

A few days ago, a dear friend and fabulous fellow nail tech posted a link on Facebook. The link is to an article ... errr, blog? I'm not sure what to call it, but it's titled, "Is this the Worst Nail Trend Ever?" and it then proceeds to feature 25 photos of the ever-persistent "duckfoot" nail style.
Naturally, the friend who posted the link hates these nails, as do most of my colleagues from sea to shining sea and, if you visit the link and read the comments, you'll find that so do many of the people who have commented on the post.
I both love-to-hate as well as hate-to-love these nails. But I certainly don't feel as strongly as so many others do; it seems like people either loathe them or are willing to go to blows to defend them.
I shrug. I have opted to go with the flow and embrace any trend that brings clients to my book and nails to the forefront of fashion.
And I know that I am supposed to be appalled ... but I couldn't help but find myself squealing with delight at finding my own work in the #14 position with my Team Edward Twilight decal nails!
I immediately texted the client who is featured in that photo to tell her to check the link and let her know that she's famous. She is thrilled, although she did point out that her nails are the least flared of all those pictured.
I can't help it. I love the publicity.
And, I might point out, this is exactly the reason you want to watermark your photos! You never know where they'll end up and at least now anyone who sees those will be able to do a search for me by name. This is also why my new watermark has my URL on it. But that's another subject — I'm just bragging about the honor of being included in the "worst nail trend ever."
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
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