Some People NEVER Learn!

...in this case, I mean some person, ie: Moi.

I've religiously avoided painting my nails after a manicure, and yet here I am, after some girly impulse seized hold of me and hauled me by the scruff of my neck, fresh from a facial and a french manicure with nail art.

I do NOT have any problems with a facial (except that I think it's expensive...the spots on my face were in danger of being mistaken for traffic lights, though, so some serious action had to be taken...) but I swore I wouldn't go back for a manicure. EVER. At this particular nail salon located in Bangsar Village.

No names, but it's not like we're spoiled for choice, here :p

The facial was great. I even bought toner. This is, believe you me, unprecedented. For me, at any rate. But the scales on my face were starting to resemble the scales on a komodo.. ha.

Anyway, the nail art was crap. I was so upset, I refused to look the girl in the eye. Not only was she reluctant to remove the nail art and redo it for me, she took the easiest (and messiest) way out by wiping the surface of my already-painted nails clean of the offending art, and then repainting over it with more polish. The mess is terrible.

She did a great job on the basic polish, but I didn't like her attitude. She was apologetic, but dear God! RM74 for a french manicure is pure bullshit, especially when I can get it done faster, neater and with better nail art at my usual place in MidValley.

This is the offensively priced piece of "art"...RM4 per nail. What crap.


I do apologize for the quality of the photo, but I took this with my phone cam...

Okay I'm done bitching. This was a bloody waste of money, and in a moment of pure spite, I refused to leave a tip.