It finally happened, my poor toe lost its nail last night. Which wasn't nearly as gross as I would have thought. In fact, I may have been slightly too enthralled by it all. My Papa Ondash would have been so proud.Now here is the problem... I leave for a weekend at the beach in two days and can't go with 9 painted nails and one ugly toe. Do I cover it with a Nemo band-aid and call it a day? Paint the toe? Hide my feet in the sand?
Knowing me, I will probably have some wine and run around trying to show everyone my new freak show of a toe!
I will grow up one day, I promise!
1 comment:
your freak toe should make friends with kettle's freak toes. that would be hot.
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