More true words were never spoken...

Well, I had a catastrophe last night. I was tucking in for a relaxing afternoon on the couch after working all night Saturday night and I decided I should paint my nails. Of course, by now you all understand my obsession, and this wouldn't be an abnormal activity for a seasoned "polish queen" to do on her couch. Over the past few polish changes I have really wanted to get back into my Lincoln Park After Dark, and it has been painted shut. Well, I tried another trapped color, Strawberry Margarita and it opened, so I thought for sure LPAD had loosened up as well. Boy was I wrong. I tried and tried and then decided the smart thing to do was to bang it against my ottoman - big mistake, big! HUGE! It exploded like a Pollack painting ALL over my beautiful linen colored couch. AHHHHH! Talk about a pot hole in your polish!

So the first thing I did was call mom. Yes, I am 27 and can't make a critical decision without her. It would be wrong and unnatural. So she gasped, and then Googled (as did I.) The first thing that came up was "If you spill nail polish on your couch, get a slipcover." Thanks a lot genius - It must have been written by a man, they try to cover everything up. So I decided to be patient and let it dry. I started to self soothe and attempted to put it out of my mind but realized it was all over my legs, hands and rug as well. So after I cleaned myself up I went to CVS to come down from the polish high and get some essentials. I came across more nail polish and couldn't resist...so I painted my nails right there in the store. It only took about a minute and Pure Petunia looks so good on my nails and off my couch!

So to end this ironic tale, I came home this afternoon to my new art piece and decided to do something. I started to pick at the dried polish with my nails and it actually PEELED OFF! I can't even believe it! I am so relieved, overjoyed and exhausted. Needless to say, I won't be painting in the Dark for a while.