It really is all Greek to me

The last time I painted my own nails, I think I must have been about 14. So we’re talking a good thirteen years ago. I’ve had my nails painted since then, but I can probably count the occasions on one hand – in Sydney at the David Jones Nail Spa in June this year, last August when I was a bridesmaid in a friend’s wedding, for my 25th birthday when the lovely Miss B kidnapped me from work and took me to the Day Spa for the afternoon, and for our engagement party back in 2008. Prior to that, my memory is a little fuzzy.

I’ve always played a lot of team sport, where my nails haven’t been allowed past my fingertips, and with nails that grow so quickly they need clipping once or twice a week, this is not very conducive to prettily painted nails. Then when you take into account that I would chip my nails in every game, it just seemed like a waste of time to bother painting them.

Mr Posy went to Melbourne last week, and he brought me home a couple of presents. One of which was nail polish – OPI It’s all Greek to me. You know you’ve made it when OPI names a colour in their line after your blog…. Ha! Bless Mr Posy for bringing me back a bottle – the OPI range in PosyTown is very limited. No, seriously, it’s a very sad state of affairs –

I’m on a bit of hiatus from touch football at the moment (the season doesn’t start for about a week, and I have so many essays to write, that I will need to sit a few games out), so I decided that there was no time like the present than to treat my poor, sad nails to a little tender loving care. And as I am procrastinating from writing said essays that are preventing me from engaging in team sports, of course there was no better time than to write a blog post about my experience…

At this point, I feel it is necessary to reiterate that I have not painted my own nails in well over a decade, and to point out that I don’t have a whole lot of patience. The end result was a little messy. Two coats later…

OPI It's all Greek to me

I wasn’t really expecting the colour to be quite so bright; it is a very brilliant pink, and it has a lovely shimmer to it. I had a look at our Pantone colour chart at work to see if I could match it up, but no such luck…

I tried to capture the true colour and shimmer of the polish in a few different lights (taking Niece Posy for a walk, in the garden, in the car), however I failed miserably.

OPI It's all Greek to me

I felt very girly and cute and delicate while wearing OPI It’s all Greek to me, and if ever there really was a nail polish developed for this blog, I think this would definitely be it.