It’s time to send my nails to rehab. Years of countless paint jobs have left them looking a little rundown. Too easily breakable, thin and (heads up for a TMI comment) a little flakey. I know, quite the mental image I’m conjuring up there. It wasn’t until I was chatting to my sister the other day about beauty bits and how awesome her nails were looking that something clicked. She hasn’t worn polish for months and is now the proud owner of some hardy nail beds. She used to suffer with the flakey ends like mine, but since her lacquer vacay, no more. So it’s time for me to take a varnish holiday too and this weekend I thought I’d breakdown my new mani mantras for you…
No colour. I know, did you just read that? I promise that your eyes aren’t deceiving you. But the key to my sisters impeccable ‘hards as nails‘ nails, she credits down to a polish-free life (coupled with a healthy diet too means she could quite well injure someone with those talons). I’m going to give it a go. I may just have to lock up my polish posse so they don’t wink at me and keep outside of a one mile radius of an Essie counter at all times.
Cracking out the nail fertiliser. Of course I’ve managed to find a way to sneak some polish in there. I’m planning to couple-up a bit of cold turkey nail bed action with the odd slick of nail strengthener in there for good measure. Top of the list? Dr Lewins Renunail*. A souped-up OPI Nail Envy-like seven-day treatment that you layer up, painting on each night then remove at the end of the week and start again if you so wish. I’ll have to report back to you on this one.
Common’ cuticles. Happy cuticles = healthly nails. And though I may be an A* pupil when it comes to removal (holler Sally Hansen Maximum Strength Cuticle Remover), I get an F when it comes to hydrating them. So I’m calling in the help of Butter LONDON’s Handbag Holiday Cuticle Oil*, which smells like holidays in a bottle. A pineapple/coconut mix that lingers around for hours post-application; not too greasy and a formula that sinks in well. I threw some on before the picture above and just look at those cuticles. You can almost see my reflection in them.
Moisturise them mitts. There are two things I always slack on beauty-wise; lipbalm and hand cream application. I’m pledging to step-up both regimes but for the purpose of this post lets focus on the latter. I own some seriously scrumptious hand lotions so it’s time to crack them out. You see this tube of Aesop’s Resurrection Aromatique Hand Balm? It’s not going to leave my side.
A colour-free claw does sound like quite a sad existence for a lacquer lover like myself so I’m going to just take this one day at a time. Let’s see when the next new paint job makes a debut on Instagram shall we? I reckon I can last two weeks. Who wants to put a wager on this one?