pedicure I have been sporting was due for an extreme makeover. (Check out the feet on the left.) Do you care to guess who my pedicure partner was on the right? I'll give you a clue: she is tan after only minutes in the sun, she's a Grandma to four (with another "in the oven") and she is my City Nest neighbor. Give up? She's my wonderful sister. I just love how she is up for spur-of-the-moment adventures! And, no this is her present skin tone, not anything from a tube or table!Here is our before picture.
So many nail polish colors from which to choose...but typical to our sisterhood similarities, we ended up picking almost the same color.
And here is our after picture.
Funny how a little thing like a pedicure can put you back in a "happy" place as you are forced to sit while the feet are fretted over. Funny how a little thing like sitting side by side with your sister makes you forget all the items on the monumental to-to list. Funny how genetics gave her more melatonin (by far) than me, too!