Your Nail Art Makes Me Insecure
From one look at my Instagram, you’d think all my friends work at professional spas, with their trendy Crackle and high-end Ombre techniques. Then here I am, putting on a simple shade of pink. One layer… and I scratched my leg and smeared some on my calf before it even started to dry. I bought Essie to try to fit in.
I guess my short nails have always made me somewhat of an outsider. I’ll never be that extremely girly girl who can’t stand getting her polish chipped. I don’t even know what it is like to break a nail. The few times I had fake nails were for prom and senior pictures… and I couldn’t even open the kitchen cupboards.
But the thing is that I guess I’m true to myself. Fake nails aren’t exactly fake boobs, but they’re still foreign to me. So here’s a shout out to all the stubby-manicured girls… there’s hope for us yet. It’s called Sally Hansen stickers.
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