This morning while feeding the cattle, I managed to break two fingernails. How I managed to do this through two layers of gloves is rather amazing, but there you go. I came back into the house and used a nail clipper to trim down the ragged edges. Such is life on a farm.
But even before I had a farm, I confess I never had much patience with fancy fingernails. Once long long ago while trying to impress a beau, I had a manicure. I actually paid money for someone to buff my nails and push back my cuticles, as if somehow this would improve the looks of my square, short-fingered, practical hands. It made no difference that I could see (much less the beau), so I went back to ignoring my hands except to be grateful they both worked.
So this morning I saw a hilarious photo gallery on "nail art." Here's what the intro said:
Mainstream America is embracing wild forms of nail art like never before, thanks to the affordability and accessability of nail accessories. Click through the gallery to see samples from professionals and DIYers.
Ahem. Mainstream America? Tell me, how on earth do you wash your hair with fingernails like these?
Can you change a poopy diaper with these nails?
And can you fathom the damage that would occur to an udder if I tried to milk a cow with these?
Maybe all these women in "mainstream America" have maids and butlers who do all their housework, but for the rest of us, this "nail art" is stoopid to the point of lunacy.
Oh wait, I forget -- much of this nail art is associated with "celebrity clients" who do indeed have maids and butlers to do all their dirty work. Not one of them does dishes by hand, changes a diaper, or vacuums a floor... much less mucks out a stall or weeds a garden.
Okay, I'm done ranting.