I know I have a bottle of this polish in my own collection. It's just so interesting. The base is sort of a purple-tined gray, and it has vibrant green shimmer. It's very, very pretty. The only problem with it is that it's incredibly sheer. I used four (pretty thin) coats here, and you can still see my nail line if you look hard enough. But despite the multiple coats and watery formula, this dried pretty quickly with the addition of some Seche. I think that Concrete may have been paired with this one in a collection in order to facilitate layering. The base color of Concrete is pretty close to Mystic Lilac, just denser.
I really missed my grandma last week. I've been a little desperate for someone to talk to, and I knew that I could always call her if I was lonely. Because she was probably lonely too. I'm still very much getting used to not being able to call her. Sometimes I get as far as opening up my contacts and scrolling to her name. Sometimes I wonder what she would say to me in this situation or that one, etc. Lately I've been thinking about when I was talking to her about keeping my maiden name after I got married. My mom was there too, and she told me I should change it. But my grandma was like, "I think you should keep it!" What a modern lady. For this month's post I thought I'd share a photo of my grandma and grandpa at their wedding (in honor of setting our wedding date to coincide with theirs):
I think this picture is sweet. My grandpa looks really happy. I can't tell about my grandma, though. I mean, I'm sure she was happy; it was her wedding day. Maybe she just really wanted to eat that cake. Because I really want to eat that cake. Also I love their little cake topper.
I had a pretty combination awesome/crappy weekend. On Friday I met up with a family friend who bought me dinner and then took me to Macbeth. Which was amazing. It was a one-man show, so Alan Cumming played pretty much every single role. Then I stayed at her hotel with her. Even though she had to leave the next morning, she let me stay until check-out. So I woke up in a nice, cushy bed in a dark, dark room (hotels on Times Square have THE BEST blackout curtains; they have to because of all the lights--I often wonder how the city can justify that electric bill), and then I took myself shopping at Forever21. Among a couple other things, I got this necklace for $1.80 that I'm kind of obsessed with.
I forgot how happy a little shopping could make me (pretty happy). The rest of the weekend was emotionally and mentally trying, and I'm so ready to just give up. After my German final on Thursday I'll feel so much better.