If you know me at all, that in itself will make you laugh. Why? Why would I do this?
Because I got them from Influenster, of course, so I had to try them out. The result was just as laughable as you would imagine.
First off, I'm a nail biter. I'm not as bad as I used to be, but I still have very short nails. I don't know what to do with long nails.
I have had fake nails about 5 times (or less) in my life - proms and wedding, basically. I remember the day after prom one year I hopped in my car and quickly reached for the still-hanging-open door. Two of the nails flipped off as I grabbed the door handle and they brushed against the door itself. Oh, the pain. I remember thinking, "Why did I do this???" But it's prom, man. It's a huge deal. You go all out.
So why would I try this again? All for the sake of science. Or blogging. Or just experimenting. Actually, I'm not sure why. I'm weird.
And it was weird. Now, I don't think this is against Broadway Nails in any way - it just felt so foreign to have these long things on the ends of my fingers. I couldn't type; I couldn't change a diaper; I couldn't do a lot of things that I'm used to doing. It just felt, well, fake.
And it looked hilarious.
|You know how I love animal print! (Sarcasm.)|
After 5 minutes, one of them fell off. Into Piper's mouth. (Of course as soon as she saw these crazy things on my hands she wanted to chew them.) Should I have been letting her chew on them? Well no. But still - this is my life, and that's what happens sometimes. And I felt like this was an indication that the nails aren't very . . . sturdy. Or something. (What if I had been asked to dance and a nail fell off into the cute boy's hand??)
In short, I popped those suckers off after about an hour. I will say they were very easy to put on and very easy (too easy?) to take off. So there's that.
Will I try them again? Not any time soon. Unless Jake Ryan asks me to prom, of course.