Y’all, it finally happened to me. I never thought it would, of course. I thought I was in the clear and I didn’t have a care in the world aside from what color I would do next. What was I even thinking, sitting there all carefree in front of my lamp without a depression-era gas mask covering my face? I don’t know what to say, but my fingers are itchy as H-E-double-hockey-sticks and it’s not fair *sob*.
It started a few manis ago, when I’d walk away admiring my nails and my fingers would feel oddly tingly. Not everywhere, just around my cuticles and the tips of my fingers. Pretty much everywhere surrounding my nail. Then, I noticed a sort of ‘toughening’ of the skin, if you will. Not quite a callous, but not baby soft despite copious lubing up sessions with my favorite AHAVA Deadsea Water Mineral Hand Cream (seriously, try it). It also felt a little weird under my nail. Then, BOOM, itchy as all get out. I also swelled and flared around my cuticle on my thumb and the skin on my pinky split. This has all since relatively healed, but it’s still bothering me a bit and all the areas that got a little more swollen have also decided to become rough and unyielding. I’m not exactly sure what to do with them. I know that eventually it’ll heal and I’ll be able to use a file to remove the damaged layers of skin but for now I’m stuck. Without getting too graphic, here’s a picture of my thumb a little over a week into this manicure that I absolutely loved and yet will forever have a bit of anger for. The mani that gave me a gel allergy.
Now, not all gels are created equal. I cheaped out on buying Beetles gel and while its performance is great, and the price is unbeatable…it also has some pretty irritating ingredients. Of note, an ingredient that many people can develop an allergy to in the instance of overexposure is 2-hydroxyethyl methacrylate, aka HEMA. Looking at the MSDS for Beetles gel polish, it contains 10-15% of its volume as HEMA. I did try to be incredibly careful with margins and to not get the gel on my skin, but apparently I may not have been careful enough.
So what’s a girl to do? Thankfully, I heard that Dipalicious Nails had recently launched a line of HEMA-free gel nail products and I’m anxiously awaiting my package. I can’t wait *squeeeee*. I’ve been hearing great things about its performance, and the performance of the adjacently released builder gel. I’m going to be honest and say I’m awful with long nails and I didn’t want to get too far ahead of myself, so I stuck with the gel base coat and the gel top coat only. I’m hoping that I can give it a go next week and report back with great success.
“But Melanie, where have you been?”, you ask.
“Why procrastinating, my dear” I reply, swathed in my 13th finished handknit sweater of the year.
The funny thing about procrastination is that it never even has to make sense. You can latch onto the silliest thing and call it justified because putting that first step in seems so daunting. Do you want to know my tipping point to when I finally realized that procrastination had gotten the best of me? I told myself “well, I can’t find the keyboard I need so I guess I’ll just do it later”. The keyboard. For the iPad. Like it’s the only way I can write in a home full of electronic devices and computers. Shameful, I tell you! I then shook my head at myself, went to the kitchen and got some brie and told myself I’ll do it tomorrow.
Maybe I wasn’t quite ready to take the next step into action.
But here I am now! Sitting at my work computer, writing on this other keyboard, wondering if the flow of creative juices will dry up and wither because it’s not the right keyboard. May you be the judge of that.
Are you in the Christmas spirit yet? It’s officially 10 days to Christmas and if I had any more Christmas spirit in me, I’d be an elf. My manis haven’t quite followed suit, but doubt not, I feel it in my heart. So far, I’ve managed to make an advent calendar for the kids under the wire, filled with daily activities, decorate the house and put up the tree, have a quarantine Christmas party, and listen to so many songs that we’re all humming jingle bells in our sleep. While my dip choices have reflected traditional colors for this season, I’ve so far been uninspired to trim a tiny tree on my ring finger or hand paint a baby Jesus on my thumb. We all have our limits.
The ironic part of it is that given all the Christmas spirit flowing in my veins, I always (always) procrastinate on finishing up presents. WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF?! Any other late crafters/shoppers in the house? I guess I just love enjoying the season without a mile long to-do list on my back. I don’t know about you guys, but in my family we’re getting hygge with it (na na na na na na na).
In this subtle Christmas-inspired mani, I used Zooty’s Hooker Green (yes, really), with hand placed gold flakes from Hidden, aka Camo Toe (no no, really, I’m serious). Like almost every other Zooty booty, it dipped like butter and required zero buffing. I think I may have lost the patience for buffing to be honest. I’m sure you all have probably noticed that I’ve been on a fervent Zooty streak for quite some time and it’s rather intentional. I see consistent results with Zooty that always give me the best result possible in the least amount of time. Putting in effort is just so 2019, don’t you agree?
However, you “collectors” buying up a grand worth of Zooty dips? I think some of you have gotten wrapped up in either the buying frenzy, or the status quo. It’s great, yes, but is it really worth spending upwards of $20 for a single teaspoon? For the cost of a teaspoon and a half, you too could sponsor a child. And I know that I sound like I’m joking, but you can seriously sponsor a child for $38 a month. How much Zooty could you get for $38? Not enough to fill your heart, that’s how much. END SCENE
Anyway, I better be off. These dry, itchy fingers have some frantic Amazon shopping to do!