Hello lovely people! These nails are really all about colours, as I felt like muted yellows and greys and delicate blacks. I actually got the entire Models Own Speckled collection when it was released, there’s even a mani with it in the vault, but alas, not posted yet. Procrastination problems.
Anyway, I used:
* Models Own in Goose
* Sally Hansen in Yellow Kitty
* Sally Hansen in Wet Cement
* Konad Stamping Polish – White
And stamping plates: Cheeky Jumbo Plate 8 Princess Charming and MoYou London Tourist Collection 01
In real life, I am a tea lover too, clearly – it’s genuinely my favourite thing EVER. Currently reside in a ‘strong, breakfast, bitter’ phase. Last week it was ‘yay, roses and jasmine’.
Do you prefer coffee or tea?
I never get tired of finding out whether people take their tea with milk, sugar or lemon or honey et cetera. I don’t know what it is, I just find it oddly interesting and comforting. Hm.
edit: btw, this is a fun article – what does your tea preference say about you?
I’m currently going through some of my old posts, y’all lovely bloggers know it: resizing images, sorting out chaotic tags, adding postscripts, and all that sheez. It’s wonderfully bland and boring, but anyone with even the slightest hint of OCD in their character will also know how much satisfaction organising stuff brings. Hell yeah, making all images in my corner of the internets the same size. (It’s either bringing a bit of neatness to my blog OR my room. I vote blog. I tripped over stuff twice so far, today, but haven’t broken anything.)
I’m also trying to compose a half-coherent About page and maybe even a quarter-coherent Me page. Fingers crossed, because I can only imagine how you’re all dying to know my views on petting chinchillas and Turkish delight.
I know that Cat’s Claws is not even a year old, so when I say old posts you know what I mean. But there’s still some cringeworthy fragments to be spotted <3 I especially enjoy reading long paragraphs that can only be categorised as writer's diarrhea – btw, if you call it verbosity, it doesn't sound so bad. Also, my penchant for dramatic and/or lengthy metaphors. And, I'm sure, bucketloads more.
But, you know, Love Thyself. So. Let's try to love ourselves, our crazy nails and, hopefully, even crazier brains.
I'm still working on it, and, too often – failing, but keep reminding myself:
Hey, do you mind if I tell you a story? One you might not have heard.
All the elements in your body were forged many, many millions of years ago in the heart of a far away star that exploded and died. That explosion scattered those elements across the desolations of deep space. After so, so many millions of years these elements came together to form new stars and new planets. And on and on it went.
The elements came together and burst apart forming shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. Until, eventually, they came together to make you. You are unique in the universe. There is only one YOU and there will never be another.
Getting rid of that existence isn’t a sacrifice, it is a waste!
PS I missed the moment this post went the cheesy, banal and truistic route of quotey writing, but obviously, I’m not only talking of reading old posts/seeing old photographs. : )
I really think I need frequents reminders of project LoveYourself. We can start with AcceptYourself. Then, let’s hope for downhill for a while.
PS2 If you recognise that fantastic quote above -> like this page here: ThisKittenHasKlaws. They’re not causally connected, but haphazardly and wibbly-wobbly.