Nailing It

{House of Holland dress (on sale!), Chanel maxi jumbo bag, Manolo Blahnik Pacha pumps (old)}

{Nail art by Vanity Projects}

{Jana, Ria, Simo and I having a Sex and the City moment}

Ehr. Ma. Gawd. Someone zip my ass up into a straight jacket à la Hannibal Lecter because I need to be contained within the confines of my home. Swearskies, every time I enter a boutique or  big name department store, all I see are red SALE! SALE! SALE! signs. And like Donald Trump to a toupée, I’m all over it because sales GIVE ME LIFE. As in, I’ll buy a hair growth product or baby diapers (both of which I clearly do not need) just because they’re 40 percent off. 

It’s a problem. I blame my frugal father.

But at least it’s healthier than crack. And meth. Or sniffing Crazy Glue with a brown paper bag over my head. Talk about a bad look.

Anyhoo, last week, I hosted an event with my fellow bloggirls at Vanity Projects where I scored the sickest nail swag in the game, yo (for chrissakes, I sound like Drake)! I chose an evil eye motif (because I’m psychotically psychotic for evil eyes like any good Greek girl) with a little pop of yellow gold. If you haven’t been to Vanity Projects, well, RUN! The nail artists there are ridiculously talented and meticulous.

(Insert fresh-to-death manicure emoji here)

Photos by Ria Michelle