Unvarnished Truth
WENT to the launch of the Radisson's new spa the other day and manicurists were on hand (I know) to transform my scraggly finger ends.
The lady did an exquisite job bearing in mind what she had to work with. Base coat, which she carefully explained, would moisturise and encourage the nails to grow, two layers of pearly seashell pink, then a top coat to harden and protect from smudging.
Two milliseconds later I'd smudged them and went back for a touch up. Quite enjoying the idea of asking for a emergency nail attention a la Mariah Carey.
Patiently she complied using another miracle product which instantly smoothed the top layer. Ooh what's that I asked, eager for an insider tip. Considering look. "It's nail varnish remover."
This is why I'm not paid enough to have treatments.
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