just because...

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left for me by Kim...



I SHALL PAINT MY NAILS RED
by Carole Satyamurti

Because a bit of colour is a public service.

Because I am proud of my hands.


Because it will remind me I'm a woman.

Because I will look like a survivor.

Because I can admire them in traffic jams.

Because my daughter will say ugh.

Because my lover will be surprised. (?)

Because it is quicker than dyeing my hair.

Because it is a ten-minute moratorium.

Because it is reversible.

Comments

  1. Maggie May10:25 pm, May 28, 2010

    MY hands/nails are just like that! (Not)
    I often wonder how women can do any house work like that though.......
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  2. Sniffles and Smiles11:08 pm, May 28, 2010

    Oh, Saz!! What fun!!! Love this! You go, darlin' And as always, you'll look fab!!! Miss you...will be looking for you soon...Love, Janine XO

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  3. A Woman Of No Importance11:41 pm, May 28, 2010

    Moratoriums, I like it! xox

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  4. Eliza12:04 am, May 29, 2010

    Every time I try to paint my nails I end up with the varnish all over my fingers as well as my nails, and I always manage to smudge them too!

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  5. chlost4:13 am, May 29, 2010

    You certainly must do your public duty by providing such beautifl colour. Enjoy!

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  6. Velveteen Rabbit10:28 am, May 29, 2010

    see my blog for my public service LOL, they are not red at the moment, but they will be by later...
    Lovely posted :) xx

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  7. Unspoken1:41 pm, May 29, 2010

    All women must do this at sometime; get out the red paint, and have a whirl :)!

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  8. Anonymous2:35 pm, May 29, 2010

    Mine are sort of dark shinnyish purple at present, the colour is called naughty -I love it

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  9. Anonymous2:54 pm, May 29, 2010

    Thank heaven you inherited Iris's lovely long fingers and not my stumpy ones.
    XXXXXXXX

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  10. ADDY3:45 pm, May 29, 2010

    And it makes you feel alive! I share the sentiments about not being able to do housework (or DIY) though.

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  11. Merisi7:44 am, May 30, 2010

    Lovely thought - the power of red nails! :-)

    I painted mine once in Elizabeth Arden red. It was an act of defiance. Baby and two toddlers under my feet, no time for myself at all, my husband was invited to a cocktail reception and I had to come along. I decided to defy anybody expectations of a young, sleep-deprived mother and dresses to the nines, painted my nails and pretended that cocktails were just my thing. I had the time of my life! Upon hearing that I had three wee ones at home, everybody marveled at the fact that I managed to have my nails painted red! Everybody seemed to notice that! I still giggle when I remember that night! ;-)

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  12. Merisi7:46 am, May 30, 2010

    P.S.:
    Next time, I shall try to remember to click the preview button before I hit "publish"! Sorry!

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  13. Merisi7:46 am, May 30, 2010

    P.S.:
    Next time, I shall try to remember to click the preview button before I hit "publish"! Sorry!

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  14. Scriptor Senex10:29 am, May 30, 2010

    Don't think I'll be painting mine - even if it is short-term!

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  15. CiCi10:51 am, May 30, 2010

    This is a really creative and fun post. It is so fun that I a going to paint my fingernails today, and I haven't done that in a few years, just the toe nails. Ha. So I feel pretty oh so pretty just reading your post. Thanks.

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  16. Fireblossom11:00 am, May 30, 2010

    Oh, I just love this. :-)

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  17. Joanna Jenkins4:44 am, May 31, 2010

    "...Because I can admire them in traffic jams." I love that one.

    It's been a very long time since I painted my fingernails red but my toes-- I do that every couple of months.

    Happy weekend,
    jj

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  18. Daryl3:21 pm, June 01, 2010

    Fabulous .. I am a big advocate of polished fingers and toes ...

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