Time went by, calendar pages turned and I started seriously missing my silly little corner of the interwebz where I could escape to ramble about the latest nail polish awesomeness to people who would be just as psyched as I was about it all. The fact of the matter is nail art is much more fun when I am plastering crazy pics of my latest endeavors all over this joint right here. Maybe because I'm an exhibitionist. Maybe because I want to show others how to do what I have just done. Maybe because the only way to make nail art truly last is to post about it. Otherwise, it fades & chips, you crack open the remover, take everything off & throw out the mucky cotton balls as if nothing ever happened. ::sob--oh the heartbreaking brevity of it all!!:::
Don't get me wrong. I have been doing my nails every now and then & snapping craptastic pics with my cell phone because it was all I had left (damn straight--ain't no way I'm gonna spend an hour and a half on a mani and then not even TRY to document it in some way). I posted the pics on my personal facebook page because I decided they were horrifically unworthy of anything more. I sat there and pined away for my busted & trashed camera (as much as I complained about it, it was better than nothing!!)...and then the other day my husband surprised me with this:
CHOIRS OF ANGELS, people!! Do you hear them??? Not ONLY did he get me a new camera, he got me a bad ass BANGIN' big girl camera with a buttload of accessories and a friggin tripod to prop that mama up on because shit this epic deserves a pedestal!!
So what does this mean?
1) I obviously won the freakin lottery as far as spousal awesomeness goes.
2) I am BAAAAAAAACK, like AC/DC Back in Black back
3) My pics are going to NOT SUCK!! Hell they might even be <gasp> clear and crisp and color accurate (somebody get the smelling salts before I faint!!)
So, um, yea. Consider yourselves warned. I'm bout to turn some shizz out...as soon as I figure out how to work my pretty new Nikon, that is.