Today’s manicure is brought to you by; boredom and pinterest. I saw a manicure kind of resembling this one while spending a billion hours on this website. It wasn’t exactly like this one, but feast your eyes on this mani and then I’ll get to the explanations.
I am loving this disco ball inspired manicure. The one I saw on pinterest was similar with the white backdrop but the sparkles this person used were silver and gold and they layered them. The only sparkles I had were the pink ones, and rather than going out and spending an arm and a leg on new glitter polish that who knows when I’ll use it again, I opted to change the manicure based on what I already own.
So here’s what you need:
Pure white polish, not a french manicure white. You want this white to be solid. Sparkle polish with big sparkles, not little glitter. I used Wet n’ Wild – Wild Shine in white and Essie – A Cut Above.
Steps:
1. Paint your nails with two coats of a base color and let dry completely.
2. Use the glitter polish and paint a diagonal line across your nail.
3. Let dry completely.
4. Paint a second coat with the glitter polish across your nails.
And when you’re done, voila! 
A very Saturday Night Fever/New Year’s Eve-esque mani to rock and keep you entertained on this boring and dreary Friday afternoon. So try it out and let me know what you think!
Speaking of Pinterest, who is on this fantastic and amazing site? Because I am and it’s totally and completely addicting. Find me here and follow me! I’m always looking for new inspiration. See ya soon. ;]
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Frieda Pinto also rocked a belt with her dress last night. I’m not 100% certain how I feel about this trend yet, but it doesn’t ruin any of these looks for me, so it must be ok!
There’s even one missing from the picture, but I didn’t notice until it was too late. haha Also, here’s a picture of me (below) in my beanie that I featured. Unfortunately, it’s from the wrong angle and you can’t see the adorable bow, but you get the picture. 
Beautiful, blonde, curls that seemed to go on and on. I loved my hair. I still say to this day that if I have a girl I will never cut her hair. Ever. Especially if as she gets older her hair starts to look more like mine did as I got older. The softness in my curls disappeared and I was left with a rat’s nest that only looked somewhat decent when I used about 3 quarters of a bottle of hair gel a day. This picture was taken about a week before the dreaded hair cut took place. Please note how absurdly curly my hair was…
like from the root. It made straightening my hair a day-long process that even paid professionals would sometimes not care to participate in. My hair was a disaster, but as long as I kept it long, we were good. Well. Then one fine day as I was preparing for homecoming I thought, I’ll get a haircut and a blowout. The girl who did my hair first straightened it, and then cut. Anyone with curly hair knows that’s a red flag. Hair shrinks when it goes back to its natural, curly, state. And I kept begging my hair stylist to cool it with the scissors because even straight, it was approaching my shoulders. By the time she was finished, my hair, brace yourselves, was above my shoulders. The next day when I washed it and it was curly again, it didn’t even reach my chin. I was devestated. Honestly, I don’t even think that’s the right word. I cried for two straight days and wouldn’t leave my house that weekend. My mom felt so bad for me she paid for me to get my hair relaxed after school that Monday. Although it wasn’t miracle grow, it took a lot of the natural curl out of my hair and helped it reach my chin. I slowly recovered, but sadly, my hair never did. Even years later it never reached the length it was right before it was chopped. I remembered a horror story some girl told me in high school. Apparently her mom had the same kind of hair cut trauma, but it was cut so short that her hair went into shock and never grew again. I had seen her mother and her hair really never passed her shoulders. Now, I mean, I’m older and have enough sense to realize it’s because she bleached the hell out of it so often I’m pretty sure her hair just broke off every time she laid her head on a pillow, but when you’re 14 it’s a horrifying thought. So anyway, long story short. My hair, since that terrible day, had never grown back to where it was before I got it cut. I was religiously against hair cuts from that day forward hoping that not cutting would allow it to just, grow. Then, towards the end of college, I worked at a salon and they kindly explained to me hair cuts were healthy and actually helped hair grow faster. So I finally mustered up the courage to get underneath some scissors. I think it started to help but I still wasn’t satisfied. I heard about the hair, skin, and nails vitamin, biotin, and figured, why not? So I bought a bottle. I took three every day (I have no idea if that was the recommended dose or not). Now, let me tell you, my nails never looked better. They were growing faster and getting stronger, it was fabulous. Unfortunately, I didn’t think I was seeing anything in my hair, at least not the hair on my head. :\ Eventually the vitamins started giving me really bad head aches and I had to stop taking them.
