I am not a nail polish girl at all in any way, shape or form. I can appreciate a beautiful and/or clever mani on someone else, but doing one for myself is a time-consuming for what I consider little personal payoff. So . . . drum roll of weirdness please . . . when I'm in the mood, I just do "My Nail." Yep, that's right. I mani just one perfect nail because I don't have the time, patience, or lack of perfectionism to do a whole handful of nails only to have them chip one day or even a few hours later. To me, it's like wearing a piece of jewelry.
And, yes, I do use a good base coat and top coat, but the danged things still chip like a mofo. In my dreams, my nails would look like Scrangie's nails or like Short and Sweet's nails: Fairly short, shapely, and properly, even glowingly, lacquered. But such is the stuff of dreams, so I console myself with My Nail. My favorite ever nail was done with a blood red shimmery polish (Zoya Ivy) and had one small crystal applied to it. I told people it would be my wedding nail if I ever got married. I've even discussed with a friend the benefits of a cupcake nail so I could snack discretely when I wanted to, LOL :-)
Like this but with REAL cake and frosting [not my nails obviously]!
I was playing around with a crackle polish (Sally Hansen White Crackle Overcoat) the other day, and was having so much fun I did three nails (oh, the folly!). They lasted for a couple of days (I figured out that crackle polish is very forgiving: chips don't show that easily and for that reason I may use it way past its fashion). For the base colors, I used Essie Turquoise and Caicos, Sally Hansen Insta-Dry in Mauve It (third row down, fifth swatch over in color chart), and Zoya Ivy with the SH White Crackle Overcoat.
This is my "special three-finger" nail weirdness:
This is my usual every day nail weirdness:
OK, commence laughing :-)