You may recall that the cracked part of my left big toe nail I've been dealing with for some time "finally separated from the rest of the nail." And though I badly needed a pedicure when it happened, I waited a while, to get my next pedicure.
I dropped in at the nail salon, and the techs were glad to see me. I showed them the problem and asked if they could "work around it." The most experienced tech said "I can take care of it for you, Ma'am" and seated me in the pedi chair. I asked for her help to match the remains of the color I was wearing, and she brought two bottles of polish to the chair. Now, I didn't watch what they did...I figured it would be better to see the finished product. And anyway, it was more fun watching a female customer at the nail station half way across the room, who was watching me. You know the drill - hide and seek with the eyes. I'm getting used to it.
The tech finished my pedicure, and painted my nails on that foot a deep red. They were beautiful, and the repair on the big toe was excellent. She said "red really disguises it well and is a great color on you, sweetie." I loved my red toenails, but told her "I think I need to go with the tan." "Let me paint the other foot, and see how you like it. Then, if you still want tan, I'll change them for you."
So she did, and had the other nail techs give their opinion... The lady who had been watching me also came over. They all voted for red...unanimous. The lady watching me thought they should also do my fingernails in matching red. She said to me "Be bold, Miss. Red is definitely your color. Wear it proudly." I guess I must have "passed!"
I knew red wouldn't work right now. So with much sadness, the tech repainted them with tan. But with a promise of one day, doing some sort of color.
Now to figure out "when?"