Oh, first. Some League members and I have gone in together on an auction to raise money for the people of Japan; specifically for the Red Cross. We’re doing an auction on Ebay of one proposal critique; that’s a synopsis and first however-many-pages; the limit is 6000 words between the two. Since we have so many members we’ve split up into two teams. I am TEAM FANG, which is of course the far superior team, comprising of ME, Mario Acevedo, Dakota Cassidy, JF Lewis, Nicole Peeler, KA Stewart, and Anton Strout.
Team Claw isn’t really worth your time or money, so never mind those losers.
SO. You should totally bid, if you’re one of those writer-type people, because every one of us will read your stuff and comment/crit it. That’s a buttload of feedback, y’all, including critique from ME, and all the proceeds go to tsunami/earthquake relief, and that’s one worthy-ass cause.
Here’s the link again: GO TEAM FANG!!
(Big props to my wonderful friend Richelle Mead, who came up with the idea, and Carolyn Crane, who set it all up, even though she is team Claw and so not at all worth your time, and who is my little Salieri.
Seriously, guys, as of my writing this Team Claw is ahead. We cannot let them win. Go bid.
A few weeks ago I bought some new nails polish, ad the response I got on Twitter was so enthusiastic I decided to blog about it. With pictures, no less! *nods knowingly*
I started growing my nails–I stopped biting them, rather–when I was seventeen. Before that I’d been an inveterate biter; I bit until my fingers bled. I’m also still very often a cuticle biter, which I wouldn’t mind stopping because the cuticles don’t flatter the nails, but whatever.
Anyway. So I’ve had long nails since I was seventeen. Somewhere I have a picture of my nails at eighteen or nineteen, and they’re gorgeous. Really long, really thick–I’m lucky, I have great, thick nails. (Is it just me, or could that first part of this sentence apply to something else? Just saying.) Anyway. People used to not believe me that they were real; I’ve had people actually try to rip them off my fingers.
I keep them shorter now, not because they get in the way when I type so much as that I like dark colors, and dark colors look less hooker-y on shorter nails. So they’re long, but short.
Last week I decided I wanted my fingernails to look like opals. How do you think I did?
They’re really much sparklier and prettier in person; that was the best I could do with the iphone camera. Here’s another shot of how they look when the light isn’t hitting them so much:
(I painted them white, then painted a blue-and-pink glitter polish over them, three coats.)
So here’s what I thought would be fun. I usually do my nails once a week or so, give or take. Sometimes I go two weeks, if they’re not chipping too much.
Here are my polishes in the basket I keep them in:
Here they are all lined up in rows:
(The glitter polish I used for the opal-nails is that tiny bottle in the front row.) You can see I have a lot of silvers, a lot of reds and dark reds, a lot of light blues–I had a bee in my bonnet this last summer about finding polish in a particular shade of light blue I used to have, so bought a ton of different ones looking for it (I finally did, yeah, at least I like it a lot)–and of course a few blacks.
I am making A Commitment. What commitment, you say? This commitment. I’m going to change my polish color every week, and blog the results. I’m thinking Tuesdays are the best day for that, since it’s a day I don’t often blog.
So. Every Tuesday I will have new polish here on the blog, and I will post pictures and stuff, and we can be all girly and talk about nail polish. Again, my Twitter followers seem to really enjoy the nail polish discussions, so I figured why not? And there’ll be plenty of stuff on the blog on other days to satisfy those who are not interested in fingernails.
Sound fun? At all? Anyone?