My love for nail polish was born a concrete-gray winter in the city when I had a mind-numbing temp job which involved using formerly clean computer keyboards for a large portion of the day. I also had no room for my usual hobbies and was in serious need of a creative outlet.
One day I happened to wear a random pink nail polish and suddenly I had something pretty to look at instead of the keyboard grit. I started gifting myself new polishes to brighten up work, turning my nails into ten little portable canvases that contained all my creative energy. It took me a few months to quit that job, but by then I was hooked on nail polish. And here I am, years later, with a hobby that keeps evolving and that I want to share and document.
(Find more of my nail history here.)