Yellow Nail Polish

I received my first manicure when I was eight years old. I went with my mom to a small place in our hometown mall, and was immediately overwhelmed with the smell. The chemical fume and cleaning alcohols combined and drifted through the room, hitting my poor eight-year-old self in the face like a punch. An immediate headache formed at the base of my neck, but by the time I saw the “polish wall”, all thoughts of discomfort were forgotten. I had never seen so many different shades in my life, all organized so neatly and pristine in their racks. As … Continue reading Yellow Nail Polish

The Line

Everything comes in different shapes and sizes. Heck, they even make mini, regular, and monster size candy bars. Different size containers for French fries, soda pop, nachos. They make small cars (that go fast), for single rich men or billionaires. They make medium size or regular cars for us drivers who occasionally have passengers or a trunk full of groceries to haul around. And then there are giant cars, vans, and trucks, for mothers of quadruplets, a start up rock and roll band, and country boys who are attracted to mud. The point is, the differences in sizes is never … Continue reading The Line