These are the things that keep me humble.

So it went like this.

I decided that to go to San Antonio for the Siesta Fiesta, I should have a manicure. Words that come to mind when I think of the type of women that will attend a Beth Moore Conference in Texas- Hairspray. Nails. Capri pants. [And Bible. Obviously.]

Besides the Bible, I will focus on pretty nails. But I think my roomie is bringing the capri pants.

Though I am one to love the fake nails, I have decided to go natural in Nashville. Why? Cause everybody else does. Duh. BUT. I have a bad habit of biting my nails. So I figured some cute pink nail polish may help me not chew them to death.

The official name of the color? OPI’s “Italian Love Affair”. Well. Don’t mind if I do.

And now to the incident.

So I have made a few of the jewelry holders for my friends that I’ll be seeing this weekend. Because I’m a giver. [To be honest, I can only sit at my computer and write things out of my head for so many hours. Believe it or not, I do run out of words.]

Long story short, I had to use white spray paint.

Longer story short, I’m an idiot.

Check the difference. The hand on the right of the picture (which is actually my left hand) politely says “Italian Love Affair”.

The other hand? It has that special touch of white that screams “Panama City Airbrush Crush”.


Maybe I should pack my capri pants.

Let's be friends!

Stay up to date with our weekly newsletter. It’s all things fun with Annie.
No spam we promise