If there's one thing I like, it's cheap, decent nail polish.
It's easy to go for a cheapie brand and get disappointed with the quality of what you bought. Like shopping for dinner plates in a dollar store, if your 99 cent nail polish metaphorically explodes the first time you try to microwave it, who can you blame but yourself? So it's only logical that, upon finding a good quality yet cheap-as-dirt brand, you stock up. Right?
Well, that's what I did. Finals week came up pretty recently for me. The study sessions were intense. I think I memorized the intricate pattern of the library carpeting during my stay. My go-to seat had a me-sized butt imprint that may still be there when I return in the Fall. Highlighters and colourful pens were scattered across countless desks as I tried desperately to cram a semester's worth of information into my poor defeated brain, which I could only imagine as an old, obese hamster moving feebly, paw by paw, on a never-ending hamster wheel of existential pointlessness.
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| This ended up being cuter than I thought it would |
Still, no worries! Eventually, my finals passed, and I decided to reward myself. But how?
Ah. Of course. I would head to CVS and buy 7 bottles of New York Color nail polish.