I'd like to be a regular manicure and pedicure kind of girl, but I just don't think I have it in me. To me it's like sitting through a dental cleaning, with the added twist of picking a paint color. I just don't find it relaxing or enjoyable. I do concede that it is considered necessary to pull off that Polished and Professional and Well Kept Look in my world, so I'll probably keep up with it while interviewing for my next job, because I am way too lazy to do it for myself. I do admit that it looks nice when done, and I feel more "finished" with my extremities all smoothed and painted, but I can say the same about getting my teeth cleaned. High end chi-chi-poo-poo spa or walk-in Vietnamese shop, doesn't matter, I just can't see the mani-pedi stuff as something I'd get into regularly. And to top it all off, they screwed up the booking and didn't put me down for the aromatherapy or paraffin, not that I really cared while I was sitting there because Sweet Jesus how long would it have taken if they HAD? The standard treatment pushed my patience envelope. My inner brat was rolling on the floor screaming to go home by the time it was all over, I wasn't about to ask for anything that would prolong it. So I'll get a credit on my account for that, no big deal.
I did laugh when I got outside and realized that the toenail polish color I selected is the same red as my Subaru, right down to the pearl finish. I do like it, it's fine. I match my car. The finger color was meant to be a beige-y neutral, and in the shop light it did look that way, but in daylight it is like "flesh" Crayola. You remember that color, the color unlike any human flesh on the planet? Not what I was going for. Didn't know this was how it would look until the sun hit it. Indoors it's not so bad. But still, this was not cheap and I'd like to have something better than "not so bad" to show for it.
French manicures only for me. I am not girly enough to be competent at nail color selection.