I'm A Cheater.

One of the things I always treat myself to is getting my nails done every two weeks. I'm a habitual nail biter and without my pink and white's my fingers are jacked up. It's hard to find a good salon. When I moved to OK I was lucky to find a lady who owned her own salon and was fantastic. She has always got me in when I needed and has always been flexible. I really like her and have nothing at all bad to say. Here's my dilemma. There are some ladies that I work with and I've been noticing their nails. Their pretty, glittery tipped nails. In all colors. My nail lady doesn't have this option. She only does strictly white tips. Yes she can add a bit of color, but only with polish. The nail salon these girls use has the actual colored powder with glitter mixed in. So, what did I do? I cheated. I cheated on my wonderful, sweet nail lady that I've been using for about two years. While I was sitting at the new place I kept hoping they would turn out bad so I would have learned my lesson. But no. My nails are perfect. They are beautiful. I started out slow only going with the standard white but with glitter mixed in. It's just enough to add some sparkle. The name on the tub said "Show Me Your Beads." Love it! My nails now match my style and attitude. They were great before, but nothing overly special. I'm thinking of going to my original lady and asking her if she can bring something like this in. If she can, I will stay with her, but if she can't it will be unfortunate.