OK, y’all, I may need you to save me from myself! Seriously, look at those traffic cone orange nails. I know I said that I wanted to step out of my comfort zone and try new shades but, dang, this is like running past the caution tape and falling off the cliff. I’ma have to reign it in… The color is called “Shock” by L.A. Colors and it is quite the shock. Every time I looked at my hands I was startled. As much as I hate the color. And, yes, I hate the color, the nail polish itself is probably one of the best polishes I’ve used in forever.…

When I was growing up, I was the family rebel. My only purpose in life was to exasperate my mother, shock my father and thrill my sisters. Some would say I suffered from “Middle Child Syndrome” ~ you know, stuck in the middle, always fighting for parental attention. Whatevs… I had fun. Our curfew was “12:30, no later than quarter to 1.” Even after I grew up, joined the Army and had a child. My mother was serious, no excuses. Ever. One weekend, while visiting her, I decided to go out with some friends and I left my infant daughter with her. Thinking I was grown {I was 20 with a…