Stop the Insanity!!

My name is Bethany and I'm a nail polish-aholic. It started out innocently enough...a bottle here, a bottle there...before I knew it I was dreaming about it at night and spending the days wondering when and where I would get my next fix. Then the drugstore brands weren't enough anymore...I needed the hard stuff...OPI...Essie. Sure my clothes are tattered and torn, but my nails are always pretty and polished.

Ok so I'm dramatizing a bit here. My clothes haven't suffered (yet), but most of the other stuff is true. I've always loved nail polish. That goes way back to my pre-teen years. It's a fun and safe way to express yourself. I have no talent at putting together outfits and my make-up technique is a work in progress, but even I can slap some paint on my nails and feel pretty. My collection has grown at a pretty slow and steady pace over the years, but with my discovery of youtube beauty videos and makeupalley.com, I've seen about a 60% jump in the number of polishes in my possession. This jump has occurred in only a few short months. The HORROR!

As of right now, my nail polish collection (pictured below) consists of 40 gorgeous bottles. Now when it comes to nail polish numbers, it's all relative. For someone who thinks all a person needs is a couple of pinks, a couple of reds and maybe a nude, I'm sure 40 bottles of polish sounds like a ridiculous number. On the flip side, a poster on the nailboard I frequent just bragged that her stash had reached 1140 bottles. YEAH. I find that number both awe-inspiring and vomit-inducing. If I got on that message board and lamented that my collection was getting out of control they would kick me out, take away my nail file and strip me of my Seche Vite privileges.








Here's the point, I have 40 bottles of nail polish and at the rate I'm going I will have to sleep with bottles under my pillow soon. While I am envious of those with massive collections, I have neither the money nor the space (not to mention the time I'd have to take out for the therapy sessions my husband will force upon me), to continue buying polish willy nilly. And so with my hand placed on my beloved bottle of Metro Chic, I take the following oath, "I Bethany, vow to be more selective and practical when purchasing polish. I will no longer buy a color just because lollipop26 or michele1218 recommends it. I will not throw a hissy fit in the middle of the store if a limited edition color is sold out. Any purchases I make I will post on this blog with my reasons for purchase and you the reader(s) will be my judge(s). I vow all of these things for the sake of my wallet, my marriage and my sanity."*



*Oath-taker reserves the right to change content of oath in cases of specialty packaging, clearance sales, pms, or if lollipop26 or michele1218 says so.

Let the Babbling Begin!

As I enter the blogasphere and claim my own little corner of the internet, I'm reminded of that eternal question "if a tree falls in the woods, but no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?". I always hated that saying anyway, I mean of course it still makes a sound, right? But for the purposes of this example, I'm thinking of my blog as the "tree". I'm throwing my words out there, but if no one reads them...well there ya go. And if you've lost interest by now, I don't blame you. I don't really expect anyone to read this blog (except my sister who basically bullied me into this *hi jackie*), but that's ok. I'm looking at this partially as an exercise in finishing what I start (not something I'm known for) and also as a way for me to express my opinions in the most critical way possible (something I AM known for). So if you stumbled upon this blog by accident and you've made it this far I say welcome! However, to the ones who ran away after the first sentence yelling "TIIIMMMBEEEEERRR!!!!", I have no hard feelings...mostly.