Shine Of The Times

         

     One thing I picked up from camp was painting my nails. After two months of letting nine and ten year olds try every combination and every design of nail art imaginable, I grew used to having my nails being polished. Occasionally I would paint my own nails, for the sake of them looking semi-decent, rather than as if someone had closed their eyes and  done their best to paint them. One day I noticed one of my co-counselors nails; they were a deep blue-ish with iridescent flakes. I instantly fell in love. I HAD to have that nail polish. It was decided, that nail polish would be my I-made-it-through-the-summer reward. I didn't think it would be such a task finding this particular kind of nail polish, but it turned out to be rather difficult. I went to several beauty stores as well as several different Targets and they all either didn't carry it or didn't have it in stock. After many attempts to find this nail polish I had pretty much accepted defeat. Awhile had passed, I had been at school for a couple days of RA training. Some of the staff and I decided we wanted to go to Target to peruse, and sure enough they had it! Without a second thought, I bought it!