Beware of “Gelicure!”

You may be asking what in the world a gelicure is…quite frankly, this is not a real word. It is a mash up between gel and manicure. If you have ever had one…you may be able to sympathize with me. if you haven’t, then read on.

I am employed at a place where my hands are constantly on display. This was the impetus for getting this longer lasting gelicure that the nice manicurist suggested I get. It was supposed to last longer, resist chipping and be a breeze to remove.The process was easy enough at the start- just a common manicure. The polish part is where this differs. It was a bit of a thicker polish. After every application- here two coats were applied, my hands were put into a UV light box that ended up burning my skin. Yes, burning my skin. Each of the three sessions lasted anywhere from 2-3 minutes- trust me, this is a lot longer than it seems. The manicurist maybe just thought I was being sensitive, but my skin really hurt. My hands felt sensitive for the next few days.

Fast forward to a week after admiring my pretty glittery pink nail polish and I noticed that  my nails had started to show new growth. This normally would be an excellent sign, but in this case, this just lifted the nail polish and got caught in my hair whenever I touched my hair. Blah. I let it go for a few more days and I noticed that it started to chip. Badly. At that point, I went to a different nail shop to have the remainder of the polish that I had not yet peeled off, removed. Needless to say, the removal process was a pain in my butt. She tried acetone but that took to long. She ended up grabbing the electric file to remove the remainder. Mind you I had just removed my false nails- also in trying to keep the manicure going longer- so my nails were already ruined by that removal process. This just made it so much worse! I chose a red polish that I felt like would cover up all the ridges and snags my nail beds now had. And at the time, the regular polish looked great. it was shiny and bright. Sure enough the next day, it began to chip. Not a slight chip but big chunks of cooler peeling off.

To date, this week I have removed and polished my nails a total of three times. The next day after the polish was applied, the color began to peel. Let me tell you, this is uber annoying. The only thing I can attribute this to is that my nails are damaged and don’t want to hold on to color. So a small warning to all thinking about getting gel polish–be ready for the pain that it will be to apply and remove!!!

gelicure set

gelicure set

Pretty red gel polish

Pretty red gel polish



I realized that my nail chipping problem may be due to the kind of nail polish I have been using. I switched to Essie nail polish…Man what a difference. The polish lasts at minimum a week, it doesn’t streak and has so many lovely colors. Will definitely continue to purchase this company’s colors.



Carter watching Pocoyo while mom does homework--and snaps this shot

Carter watching Pocoyo while mom does homework–and snaps this shot

I have stopped to smell the roses- at least for a few minutes before I begin my silly essay writing assignments. Today is Saturday and often for most people, its a wonderful day off. For me, it’s hump day and school day. I bought my son a play doh cake mountain which is why he is thoroughly entertained for the morning. I remember the fun of play doh as a child and now as an adult, I find these hard dried out balls of modeling compound all over the house. I suppose it’s all a give and take. He’s turning 3 on September 27th. I cannot believe almost 3 years have gone by. I am more tired than I have ever been in my life. I am more forgetful than I thought I would ever be, but I feel like I am smarter than I ever was. I think of all the silly things I used to think were important, and all the silly things I used to worry about. For example tanning. My good friend and I had a membership to a tanning salon because we were convinced we looked awesome. Then some months later I found a zillion moles than thankfully have not gotten any bigger or changed in shape. I used to worry about my purses not being “designer” enough and now–I just hope my purses can fit a diaper and some wipes! It just baffles me how superficial I was and now I am more realistic. Don’t get me wrong, I still want nice things…but they are just thoughts. With the endless list of things to do, places to clean and topics to study, I barely find enough time to just think and be still let alone shop for things that cost as much as my bedroom set. It’s funny how birthdays have a way of forcing you to re evaluate life and they way things are. I hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday!