I am getting soooo much better at using the O.P.I magnetizer with the Is That Silva? polish from the Bond collection. Now I can really see the patterned effect and I didn't smudge-a-one! The photo just doesn't do it justice (I have a really hard time taking a picture with my i-phone using my right hand...being a south-paw makes it awkward!) - there are so many subtle undertones, metallic shimmers, patterns and shine that just look so amazing in person! I can't wait to try the gold one again!
Since my nails are almost all the same length I decided to do a quick French manicure. They looked really nice, very natural and classic, but French manicures never last long on me. If I get a little chip it feels like my nail is splitting and I have to remove the polish.
Unfortunately, this manicure came at a cost! Although I am very careful, somehow my dumb dog (a Lab) got a hold of one of the acetone-dipped remover pads I'd carefully thrown in the big kitchen garbage can. I actually stood right at the can and tossed in each used cotton ball. All of a sudden, the dog was pacing the room, shaking his head, drooling like crazy...and since we are basically joined at the hip and I am very in-tune to his behaviour, obviously I knew right away something was wrong and I had a terrible suspicion what it might be. I went to the kitchen and sure enough, found a pad on the floor by the bin. I fished all the dirty ones out of the trash and counted them (9) but couldn't be certain I hadn't doubled-up on one during the process.
I wiped out the dog's mouth with a very wet cloth and called the vet. Even though it was way before opening I was relieved to get the receptionist. The vet tech calmed my near panic and Sam and I jumped in the car for a quick emergency visit. The vet took a peek at his mouth, which seemed fine, and she gave me some medicine to coat his mouth, throat, and digestive tract in case he did actually ingest one of the pads. They seemed confident that his mouth was probably just irritated and that he might have just spit out the pad I found on the floor after discovering its less-than-palatable flavour!
Silly Sam finally quit drooling and settled down. It was a very scary situation and I felt very helpless! As cautious as I am with that dog - including a full lock-down routine of the house when we go out - he always manages to find something naughty to do! Lesson learned once again!