So....for weeks life, laziness and financial strain has kept my poor little tootsies from being brought back to perfection from the depths of crocodile impersonation. Today, thanks to a recent auto part return & $75 back in my checking account, that all changes!
Of course, if you know me at all..you know by now that Im a hippie and I hate to shave my legs. You probably also know that shaving your legs is sort of essential when some stranger is going to be rubbing them. My poor pedicure lady. Wah Wah. I mean...to me, a few days of growth is nothing...but to a stranger it must feel like Sasquatch, or however u spell fancy beast. Yikes. In total embarrassment fashion, I allowed my conscience and happy nails, (the salon) to win and went ahead with the $18 up-sale. Cha~ching!
Now, dont get me wrong...there is alot in it for me. Extra rubbing, massage, peppermint foot splooge, feet that feel like a babys butt that all drag queens envy and less of a guilty gross feeling inside for making this woman service my reptiles.
All in all...the extra currency was well worth it! My muscles in my calves are loose as a goose, my toes are a sparkling and I wont complain day in and day out about my how bad they are anymore.
I walk away with a spontaneous essentially free pedicure, she surprises me with a toe crack and the pedi lady gets paid extra. Everyone goes home happy!
I just have to try to remember not to walk in requesting a pedi after a month of letting my vines grow next time.
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