I'm becoming a local

That's right. I've succumbed to the Okinawan trend of (drum roll, please...)

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NAIL ART.

As I've posted before, this is a trend in Okinawa, particularly among the American women. When I first arrived, I was completely confused by this, as I've never desired anything other than a plain color on my tootsies. In fact, the primary reason I get a pedicure is never for the color, but rather for the exfoliating, cleansing, callus-removing, moisturizing, etc.

Well, it's time for confessions.

In October I got my first Okinawa Pedicure. Yes, it is capitalized. On purpose. BUT, I had a legitimate excuse - we had a ball to go to, and I couldn't go with crazy feet. Plus, like I said, my feet do need a little tender care occasionally. However, I fully intended on getting a SINGLE COLOR on my toenails. Remember, this is in Okinawa. There are language barriers here. Despite my desperate attempts to assure them that I just wanted a single color, I somehow ended up with three whole books of decorated nails in front of me. I had no option but to choose one. I did, however, manage to convince them to just decorate my big toe instead of on all of them. Disaster partially averted.

I was still, however, too weirded out by the entire idea of decorated toes to take a picture of them. They were bright pink and silver, to match the two dresses I'd gotten for the ball (I only ended up wearing the silver one).

Well, for a Christmas white elephant gift exchange, Mr. A managed to win a manicure at the same nail salon specifically with me in mind (what a great husband!). I don't know about the rest of you out there, but manicures only last about a day on me, especially if I do dishes or do any sort of work. Seriously. SO, I decided to take that gift certificate and turn it into a pedicure - yesss.

After scouring Pintrest (if you don't know about Pintrest yet, you need to look it up. I get so many sweet recipes, creative ideas, etc from it), I found a sweet chevron style that I thought I'd try. Until they set two whole books of more ideas on my lap while I sat in my plush massage chair and they scrubbed away at my tootsies. I ended up choosing an entirely different pattern with even more bling (eek!). That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I have bling on my toes. Not rhinestone bling, but little gold sequin looking things. Yep.


I guess I'm starting to fit in more.