one month from today...i will be ever closer to the big one, the birthday everyone dreads....
IT'S ONLY 67 YEARS AWAY PEOPLE!!!! and by then...i'll totally be old. and proud of it.
but seeing as how this birthday is not one i'm allowed to classify as "old"...i shall classify it as...
i've been eyeing this deborah lippman polish, appropriately named "happy birthday" for awhile. because let's face it....if it looks like a coked-up drag queen would call it "too much"....it's like i'm goldilocks. as in JUST. RIGHT.
but wrong? paying $18 for nail polish. i'll shell out bucks for great shoes, or good food, or the chance to molest one christopher "ludacris" bridges (NOT that that particular opportunity has arisen just yet...but if it did? i'd pay). but nail polish? i couldn't justify it! the only way it made sense to my insane head was to ask for it FOR my birthday. which sort of defeats of the purpose of wanting to wear it for my birthday.
BUUUUTTTTTT, then today my beloved ulta comes to my rescue.
because not only could i get more eyeliner (i've been missing black/brown like a mofo y'alll!!), i also got deborah's cheaper , basically identical cousin. like...if deborah was on the real housewives of NYC....this ulta polish would be a real housewife of new jersey....'s dog groomer.
ridiculous name? YES. do i care? NOPE! cuz thanks to sales and a coupon, i got my eyeliner, this polish, a peach polish and a tinted lip balm...for $9. so half of one DP polish.
please remind me of my excitement about this polish come july 12 when i'm contemplating actually ripping my nails off instead of battling with the glitter.
also...is it wrong to plan my ENTIRE birthday ensemble around this? cuz that's probably gonna happen.