Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Toes

I intended to post about my love of a good pedicure a long time ago, but then I couldn't find this photo anywhere! Finally came across it again, and I thought it would be a fitting tribute to the end of sandal weather. I can't think of a nicer way to spend an hour, at least among relative strangers, than getting a pedicure. A really good pedicurist will focus more on the whole foot than just the nail-- a strong massage is key. I also like the slight thrill I get when the razor doo-dad is loaded with a fresh blade to smooth my heels. I swear, if I haven't been regular about getting it done I can go down a shoe size. As my friend ADG would say, shut up.

I don't particularly care for the yellow polish my compatriot selected for this particular session, but it was quirky, like my friend. I also really like my toe ring. I got my first one in Cape May, New Jersey, in 1975 or so. Don't remember what made me decide I just had to put a ring on my toe, but I didn't know anybody else at the time who had one. I also don't remember what made me decide to take it off at some point. I've had this one on for about 10 years. Not that I'm a toe snob, I have to make the point that it's a real ring, not the adjustable fake kind. Generally if you get a ring that fits your pinky it'll fit your index toe. Just in case you were interested in getting one of your own.

I generally go for a deep red. No cute, pink froo-froo for me. But, now that sandal season is over and I go for the closed-toe shoes, I'll go au naturel. Doesn't mean I won't still go for the pedicure though.