black-nail-polish &laquo; WordPress.com Tag Feed http://wordpress.com/tag/black-nail-polish/ Feed of posts on WordPress.com tagged "black-nail-polish" Fri, 05 Sep 2008 09:23:48 +0000 http://wordpress.com/tags/ en <![CDATA[don't knock]]> http://tantegirang.wordpress.com/?p=1187 Mon, 05 May 2008 04:29:58 +0000 the grouch http://tantegirang.wordpress.com/?p=1187

When mom was here last week, I wanted her to experience how nice the manicures and pedicures were at Sommerset. So after picking her up from the airport and a hurried sushi lunch, we walked over to Jln. Telawi and prepared to get some lovin'. I told mom I was gonna get my nail painted black and was expecting a lecture on what ladies did or did not do. Instead mom cooed, 'Oohh...that'll look fab with some white nail art!'

EH? WTF? DID I PICK UP THE RIGHT MOM?

When I was 15 and deep into teenage angst and all things Take That, Bon Jovi and Blur, I painted my nails black. I thought nothing of it, after all nail polish is kinda like makeup. I figured mom would be pleased that her tomboy was showing some girly signs. What I got was:

"What in holy hell is that? Are we trying to worship the devil now? Are you mixing with the wrong crowd?"

Of course this made black nail polish all the more attractive. Haha.

Fast forward 13 years later and there I am gaping like a fish while mom muses aloud whether I should go matte or sparkly. Awww... my mom has mellowed!

]]> <![CDATA[awaiting beauty]]> http://momentarysolutions.wordpress.com/2006/12/19/awaiting-beauty/ Tue, 19 Dec 2006 01:20:41 +0000 Tanya http://momentarysolutions.wordpress.com/2006/12/19/awaiting-beauty/ I have some good photos to upload tomorrow. They're currently elsewhere on someone else's computer and I'm itching to get my hands on them and look at them with non-blurry eyes and a sober mind. I made it through a shoot on Sunday having been up all Saturday night at a party, and the results are fab. I should probably stay up all night before shoots more often. Ok, maybe not. I was freaking out a little in case nothing was sharp in the pictures cause I wasn't exactly seeing too in-focus by that stage, but it all worked out nicely. D and I stayed after the shoot for some more rock'n'roll behaviour and eventually made it home at about 4 o'clock on Monday morning. There was ice on the street when we were walking home. It was pretty and sparkly. I slept really fucking well after all that, until about half past two in the afternoon.

I love taking photos of beautiful boys in make-up. It's my favourite obsession right now. I met a very pretty friend-of-the-band on Sunday who I really hope I can get in front of the camera again. He's delicious (Cameron, if you're reading this, you're pretty and delicious and thanks for the cigarettes!).

Totally unrelated to photography and beautiful boys, but why does black nail polish always go thick and gloopy faster than other colours? I want to know!

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