So, I was gifted this nail varnish, Rocky Mountain High by Color Club, by someone special whom I would never point toward reading this blog or it would hurt her feelings a bit… I’m always ready to try new items and the colour is one I like – a deep burgundy which was very right for the time of year, Christmas, when she gifted it me. I regret to report that the polish itself was problematic at best.
First, it went on quite sloppily. I don’t believe that was quite down to me. I have a lot of problems at my age, but shaky hands aren’t one of those and I have been varnishing my nails for half a century or a bit more, therefore, I’m a dap hand at getting between the lines.
Next, no matter what tricks I tried – and I have a few for these circumstances – it just wouldn’t go on smoothly. It kind of reminded me of when I was a child, my Aunty Win would give me her old varnishes to play dress up with. For an 8-year-old, I felt ever so much an adult when Aunty Win gave me a handful of old varnishes and lippies to play with, I felt like I had won the pools! So, I would never, ever complain that they were gloppy and stringy and downright difficult to put on my little chewed down stubs. Not to mention, I felt damned glamourous once they did dry… eventually!
This is exactly how the Color Club varnish went on: Quite puddly, stringy, and all over the shop. However, I managed to clean down the cuticles and after several lashings of topcoat, I could take this snap to let you see that, it is quite an incredibly lush burgundy.
The best part of this experience, however, is that it fondly brought back to mind my Aunty Win and how she trusted I would know exactly what to do with all those old nail varnishes she gave me… and how she helped form my love for all things cosmetic as I grew older. She isn’t around any longer, sadly, but I’m quite sure she would be proud of how much I’ve learned over the years. And prouder still that I did the same thing for my daughters as she did for me.
And, I’m grateful to my friend and this gift of nail varnish that fought me tooth and nail, because of the dear memory it conjured. That is why I shall keep it.
Many thanks for reading,