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…
Breaking Curfew {Nails to the Yeah}
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,…