Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Light Elegance keeps posting photos on their Facebook page of giant buckets of gel polish colors. It's killing me! I am such a color junkie. It doesn't matter if it's crayons or eyeshadow (that I don't wear) or

Light Elegance keeps posting photos on their Facebook page of giant buckets of gel polish colors.
It's killing me! I am such a color junkie. It doesn't matter if it's crayons or eyeshadow (that I don't wear) or paint samples or nail polish ... anything that I can collect in a billion different colors curls my toes. I just want colors. Lots and lots of colors!
So every time I see one of these posts from LE of what appears to be a five-gallon bucket of gel color being mixed up, I'm all like, "gahhhhh" with my tongue hanging out and drooling.
It does not matter at all that I have no practical use for a five-gallon bucket of gel in any color. It does not matter that sticking my arm in a bucket of gel would likely prove a total disaster, I just want to touch it!
I want to drag my fingers through it. I want to finger paint with it. I want to pour it out of my window and watch it pool on the sidewalk five stories below.
This can't be healthy.
Furthermore, after seeing giant batches of gels being mixed up, there is no way I can ever be satisfied with these miniscule 1/2-oz. bottles again. I now feel utterly dissatisfied with my polish collections.
Of course, there's no way I could fit as many colors into my collection if they were all in five-gallon drums.
I guess I'll make do.
But seriously — take a gander at the Light Elegance Facebook page, those photos will ignite your imagination!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
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