Sunday I was walking down my street in the morning, on my way to my car to drive to my mom's for Easter brunch, and I noticed that the trees have little green flowers on them. I had been so busy writing my final papers, cooped up in Starbucks and the library, that I hadn't even realized that spring is everywhere now. It's a late spring, though. Last year right around this time everything was in full bloom. I remember because that's when I wore Essie Splash of Grenadine for the first time (I posted about it here). Seeing the little buds on the trees made me want to wear that polish again, so here it is for a second time.
It's sunny today! Deceptively. Because I know it's supposed to death storm around 3pm. But for now I'm glad I got up early so that I could see some sunshine. I don't know what it is lately with me and pink. I don't normally wear it. But what I do like so much about Splash of Grenadine is that it refuses to be categorized as either pink or purple. It is emphatically both but neither one at the same time. It does nice things for my skin tone, too. This polish looks really lovely on my mom, also. She had me buy her a bottle at Ulta last spring because she liked how it looked on me so much (and I wasn't giving up my bottle). This was three coats. Two would have been fine, but I did three just because.
Well, I'm pretty much finished with school. My last class was yesterday. I finished both of my final papers and turned them in. Now all I have left is the compilation of a portfolio for another class. This semester was not fun. The reading was intense. The writing was more intense. I'm glad it's over, but I'm also a little sad. The other day I said to my boyfriend, "Do you think this is the best time of my life?" He responded, "Maybe. But it might also be the worst." Hah. That's him; optimistic for me. He balances me out, because I am never ever optimistic.
Anyway, all that's left now, besides this portfolio, is carting masses of books back to the library. I do not look forward to this endeavor. But I've found myself writing down call numbers for books on Whistler and Jasper Johns. It's going to be a fuuuuuun summer, I can already tell.
Thoughts on Splash of Grenadine? I know there are those out there who love it as much as I do. How could you not?