Adventures in Parenting
Session One ended with two days of performances, so after a glamorous evening at a white tie event here in Chicago, Mr. Buxom and I climbed back into the minivan and drove out to Hancock, New York, a/k/a the Land that Time Forgot, where we stayed in a Bates Motel wannabe so we could see our kids play cellos and guitars and pianos and perform in a production of Aida.
About Aida: the Broadway Musical, Not the Opera
They tell you, when you're about to have a baby, that parenting involves sacrifice. But nobody said anything about Elton John musicals.
The best thing about it was the chorus girls. Especially the cute one (red dress, brown braids, center stage.)
OK, quick change of subject so as not to offend Elton's fan base. What did I do with myself during those golden child-free days?
I actually didn't do that much shopping, mostly because the last-minute scurrying around to get all the camp supplies kind of wore me out. However, I
Anyway, I've gone a little crazy buying nail polish. Because I had an epiphany!
My nail polish epiphany
It's a truism that nothing gives away a woman's age faster than her hands. The skin thins, the knuckles and veins are more prominent, and you might even have age spots. On top of that, our nails grow more slowly, and the lack of estrogen makes them more brittle. And wait, there's more--our circulation isn't as good as it used to be, so our nails are paler. And ridges are more apparent.
With all that to deal with, you might think it's safer to not polish your nails, because you don't want to call attention to them. But have you noticed that every chain drugstore is bursting at the seams with nail polish? That girls as young as six or seven are getting pedicures?
In an era that is nail polish-crazed, with nail salons on every block, neglected nails look frumpy.
I'll admit that my evidence is anecdotal, but bear with me. Here's what I've noticed: my mother doesn't wear nail polish. My older sisters don't wear nail polish. The younger women I know do.
You might think that at our age, duo-chrome purple nail polish with string glitter and hologram flakies would look inappropriate--and you might be right. (Please note my liberal use of nail polish blog lingo. I don't know what it means, either.)
But if you're not polishing your nails at all, what's stopping you? It's not like I'm asking you to dye your hair purple or get snake bite piercings.
You don't have to wear the craziest, most outré shades. You don't have to wear black nail polish with two shades of glitter topcoat. Or Chanel's Vertigo--charcoal gray with red micro-shimmer.
|Chanel Vertigo, Frenzy, and Suspicion from the Fall 2012 collection|
But new collections are being introduced all the time, and I'll bet you could push the envelope a little. For example, I just got very brave and tried a few shades of coral.
So. Nail polish is a relatively inexpensive, risk-free way of showing that you're still in the game.
Also, it's fun to gloat over the colors. And create Pinterest boards.
Which explains the 50 bottles I have amassed since I last posted.