It's Monday. It's Monday and I don't want to get out of bed. It's Monday and I don't want to go to school. It's Monday and my nails look awful. And I'm going to show them to you now. I never had my camera on me when I remembered to take pictures, so these ones you're about to see are from my iPhone. And from inside a Starbucks.
So here it is. Ingrid. And I hate it. It's a shame, too, because this is the color I was looking forward to the most out of my fall polish purchases. On other people I think it does look "greige," but on me I felt like it just looked brown. A poo brown. A gross poo brown. People kept asking me what I had on my nails, though, so maybe it's not as bad as I think it is. When I put it on and didn't like it I thought I would give it a chance. So I wore it until it chipped (four days) and the color never grew on me.
As for the positive, the formula was really nice. The brush was a little weird, though. It kind of reminded me of a Rescue Beauty Lounge brush in the way it fanned out at the end without putting any pressure on it. Does that make sense? Probably not. Anyway, I didn't have any problems with it. Two coats, dried to a high shine, done. My mom liked this polish on me too so I told her she could use it. She came over for dinner last night and I couldn't believe how terrible Ingrid looked on her. She said she only kept it on so that I could see it and she wanted to take it off right away. It looked like poo on her too. How sad!
I was so looking forward to Ingrid. I think it would look better on someone with darker skin, like my friend Amber. Oh well. I'll try to post tomorrow, too. I have a few things I need to get my mind off of, so maybe blogging will help. Hope everyone's well.