I just – like, last week – wrote a post about how I’m so glad that, as a society, we appear to have moved on from the crazy nail art thing that filled up my Pinterest feed with photographs of tiny little Tiffany boxes and twee cartoon characters painted onto fingertips.
Mostly because the idea of a time-and-labor-intensive beauty procedure that will immediately chip makes me sad.
But these designs – created by the manicurists at yesterday’s (and today’s) event at Grand Central, who are apparently Instagram stars thanks to their handiwork – are something else entirely. I mean…
Seriously. What is that? (Amazing is what it is.)
(I have a gel manicure right now and didn’t have time to get it removed before the event, so I went for a relatively tame Kipling monkey and some art deco accents…but I’m heading back this afternoon, and I think I may need some fried eggs on my nails. Fried eggs! Totally better than Tiffany boxes.)
