Time for the annual nail
polish event.
The one and only time I apply
nail polish in the year, is when mum treats me to a pre-CNY foot spa and
toenail polishing.
* Por-por picking fancy flowery patterns
The polish, speaking from
several year’s experience, will last several months until the toenails completely
replace themselves sometime in May or June (big toenail is the last to be cleared).
Previously, I went with gold,
then blue, then this year, why not the typical red?
* Happy feet
The girls admire my toes.
Jo, who sees my toes as we
walk back to the car from school, asks if she can have nail polish too.
No, I state.
She stops dead in her tracks,
forcing me to stop: Why?
Just, no.
How come my friends have nail
polish and I can’t?
Well, Jo, because every mummy
is different, and your mummy doesn’t permit nail polish until you are 18. Or
somewhere around there.
WHY?
Well, because nail polish is
toxic and it might make you sick if you smell it.
But mummy, I’m not going to
bend down and smell my toenails.
JUST, NO.
(Sometimes its hard for me to express myself. The real reason, dearest daughter, is that mummy hates the sight of little girls wearing nail polish and that's a gut reaction she cannot easily explain to you)
(Sometimes its hard for me to express myself. The real reason, dearest daughter, is that mummy hates the sight of little girls wearing nail polish and that's a gut reaction she cannot easily explain to you)
* The stuff of Jo's dreams (and what Por-por picks from)
2 comments:
I tell Jordan the same thing. That it is for grown ups and Mommy only did it when Mommy was 20 something, so she will have to wait too. If her friends have it, it's because her friends' mommies have other rules. I say the same thing about make up and heels too! Little girls tottering around in heels just rub me the wrong way!
ditto, man. i wonder tho, if wat wld happen is when they are finally allowed to have it, they go nuts! (as in, they were too deprived...)
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