Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Do you have a profile on NAILS Magazine’s Nail Art Gallery? I do. I have since shortly after they started offering them. The nail art galleries have come a long way since their introduction and I

Do you have a profile on NAILS Magazine’s Nail Art Gallery? I do. I have since shortly after they started offering them.
The nail art galleries have come a long way since their introduction and I recently started making more efforts to upload new pictures and keep my profile up to date. I even started opening the e-mails and keeping an eye on the new uploads that my “friends” have been making.
Which is how I came to discover Glowstars’ gallery.
Now, one of the things I’ve always had an issue with with the nail art galleries is that the “title” field is required when you upload photos — you have to give your photos a name! I think all my photos are named “Nails by Maggie” or “the Art of Nailz by Maggie” or something equally unimaginative, indistinguishable, but easy to Google. I just do not have the time nor the inclination to give each individual photo/nail design its own personal title. And I don’t want to name them “pink and blue polka dots” and “peacock feather on French.” Those are not titles,those are descriptions.
I was into the art thing long before I was a nail artist — I’m all about alluring titles for works of art. But I’ve never gotten into giving titles to my nail art. They mostly end up being “Amy’s nails” once they’re finished and Amy pays for them and goes on about her life.
It just wasn’t something I bothered with.
And then Glowstars came across my radar and put me to shame.
Now, you may or may not love her nail art, but how can you not find yourself mesmerized by seductive titles like, “Can you believe we crossed the world” and “Heaven dreams about something”?
Her penchant for titles is humbling. How could I have not been titling my own work all these years?
I feel like I’ve neglected my work, like I never bothered to name my own children! I just have no idea if I’m up to the task of finding a proper title for each photo in my album, but I guess I owe it to my life’s work to try.
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Maggie recalls the time she tried to figure out how to dispose of her salon chemicals.
With a vacation approaching, Maggie can’t wait to put some distance between herself and the drama of the salon.
Maggie doesn’t hesitate to confront clients about past sins.
How sick is too sick for a nail appointment?
Maggie is fed up with clients who won’t get off the phone.
Maggie needs to remind herself that she has options.
Maggie is trading in one writing genre for another.
Maggie knows too much about sanitation to get excited about a strange Jacuzzi tub.
Maggie is no longer certain nails are in her long-term future.
Maggie is learning about the downside of success — scheduling is a nightmare.
Maggie contemplates the limits of her charitable impulses.
Maggie is not too keen on clients bringing in their own nail supplies.
Just because Maggie isn’t with a client doesn’t mean she’s not working.
Twenty-two years of doing nails takes a toll on the hands.
Maggie doesn’t want her product reps dropping by.
Maggie enjoys other people’s drama — up to a point.