Sunday, February 13, 2011

The other day I had the following relay with a coworker:
cw: That's a surprisingly conservative nail polish.
me: Really? Conservative? It's Pink.
cw: That's not pink.
me: ::Long Pause:: Yes it is.
cw: No. The boxes Barbies come in, that's pink.
me: That's Barbie Pink.
cw: Right. Pink.
me: There's Barbie Pink. There's Baby Pink. There's Pink Pink. There's lots of pinks.
cw: Well that's not pink.

This went on for quite some time. And when I got home I checked my nail polish box and there were six pink polishes—they're all different, yet still pink.
From left to right we have:
Free Spirt
Dreamy Poppy (Barbie Pink?)
Spice Things Up
Wall Street (now that is a Conservative Pink)
Faith (Pink Pink)
Broken Hearted (this was the one I was wearing)
Cherry Charisma (Red!—I just liked the name!)

Anyway, I promptly removed Broken Hearted and applied a thick coat of Free Spirit. No one calls my nails conservative.

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