Musing on sane selection of toenail polish.
My writing teacher says never to break your promise to the reader. I think she means deliver something good in your writing. Yesterday’s post promised (sort of implied) that I would answer the question, “What is church for?” Well, today got really busy. And if you count that as a promise, I won’t deliver. But there is one piece of wisdom I can impart.
I picked up this bottle of nail color. Spring….yay.
I thought this spectacular.
So did my 10 year old.
Then I flipped the bottle over and saw this….
What might be my first clue not to wear this shade?
Bieber.
But I bought it anyway. And it is on my toes right now.
A tan would really help. Tan feet that is.
But I’m sticking with it. So if any of you see me wearing this shade, rest assured it was my choice and not that I was some wonderful kooky mom who let her daughter paint her toes.
I promise to answer the church question.
Someday.
