Friday, April 20, 2007

when one's favorite color is purple

I am not a particularly "girlie" girl. That is, when I'm not working I don't wear much makeup. My standard "uniform" on a daily basis consists of bummy t-shirts, jeans or shorts and Birkenstocks (I've been wearing this style for a few years now). I have always worn low maintenance hairstyles (with the exception of coloring once a month). If I happen to wear a skirt with one of my bummy t-shirts everyone thinks I'm all dressed up, never mind the fact that most of my skirts are just as casual as a pair of jeans. Dressed up for me is a slightly nicer skirt with a tank top or my regular jeans with a slightly nicer top, a drop of makeup and maybe earrings. Yeah, I know, earrings-ooh I'm a wild child! Everyone freaks when I wear makeup. "Is that...makeup... on your face?! Wow, you look great!" (I don't think I look that different with makeup on, but apparently other people don't share my point of view.)

My one exception was that for years I used to keep my toes painted. I used to give myself a pedicure about every 2 weeks. I used to be able to do a better French pedicure than most salons. Then I had a baby. I tried to keep up on my toes. But being a mother to a small child is a great deal of work. Somewhere along the way I lost my pedicure habit. I think it was right around the time that he started crawling. It's hard to give yourself a pedicure when your baby is trying to grab the bottle of polish out of your hand.

My heels and soles have been crying out for attention. So last night I sat down and soaked, scrubbed and lavished my feet and toes. I dropped something on the big toe of my left foot about a month ago and there is still a big dark spot under the nail that is growing out (it's either a bruise or clot) so I couldn't do French because it wouldn't have looked good. So I decided on a deep shade that is reminiscent of fine red wine.

While I gave myself a pedicure my now 4 year old son asked me to paint his toes pink. I have a bottle of purple polish though and purple is his favorite color. I'm not sure if I even have a bottle of pink. I've got a couple different shades of blue, various reds (I have one that I like to refer to as "Fuck Me" red because the color is very intense) I have a bronze color, a reddish-purple color and a few others-but I don't think I have pink. So I showed Little Man the purple and suggested it instead of pink. He was sold. He was thoroughly excited after I painted his toes. He exclaimed to my husband, "Daddy look-my toenails are PURPLE!!!" My husband and I thought it was really cute. But we are biased.

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