I love getting pedicures -- the warm water, the foot massages, the pretty toes at the end. And since I neglected to write this important promise into my wedding vows (I promise to love you, honor you, and rub your feet whenever you desire), I pay to have some stranger do it.
Generally I walk out of the salon with my toenails painted red or a pretty pink. But last week I tried something different. It's fall. I don't need pink. Why not try an edgier color on my toenails? After consulting with my daughter, I chose a really dark purple.
Unfortunately, this dark purple actually looked black once applied. I wasn't sure I liked it, but thought it might grow on me. It hasn't. I think I have to face facts. I'm not edgy. I don't look down at my toes and think, "You're really rocking the biker chick look, Jen." I look down at my toes and think, "Mmm, licorice." I think I'll go see if the kids got any for Halloween. Excuse me while I go raid their secret stashes.
