Manicuure DISASTER
Jul 16, 2020
5 minutes
Walking through the town centre, I rested my heavy shopping bags on the ground with a sigh.
It was December 2017, and I’d spent the day dashing around town picking up bits and pieces.
‘I think I’ll call it a day,’ I said to myself, exhausted.
Just then, I spotted a nail salon in the distance.
I hardly ever got my nails done – only ever for weddings or other special occasions.
Now, though, I decided to head in.
I think I deserve a treat, I thought to myself cheekily.
‘Come in,’ the technician smiled sweetly as I entered the salon.
After picking out a set of pink acrylic nails, I took a seat at one of the stations.
As she
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