She had the voice of honey

and the sales technique of person who had been selling and pitching from birth.

She had an accent that was feminine and hypotizing.  She was not pretty in the traditional sense but still pretty in a unique way.  She wore no makeup but for a bit of miniscule glitter around her eyes.

I was in another world.  I had just bought a $200 suit for $40.00 and splurged on three tops that were half off.  Seeing this is the first time I really have done anything for me that was not out of necessity in many, many months, I was marveling to myself that I had forgotten how to use a debit card in the mall, the stores had changed, and there were Christmas decorations up.

She must have seen the glazed look on my face and thought, "Sucker!" and moved in for the kill.

She had a little kiosk right there in front of Big Bucks Store and caught me as I exited.

I was hooked immediately.  And she became Blogfodder for the rest of history.  For I was just thinking to myself that I needed something along the lines of a good product to help my natural nails come back from the acyrlic process for ten years.  (It was a co-worker who told me acrylic was out and natural was in.  Otherwise I would still be doing it and not be free from the endless cycle of Nail Fills!")  My natural nails actually look good and are very strong and I attribute that to a good nail technician.  But they are growing very, very, vvvvvveeeeerrrryyy slooooow.  I also had the need to do something so totally, selfishly and dangerously for me and no one else but me.

And so that is how I met the Gypsy Nail Product Girl.

How did she know?

I walked away after spending $48.52 and did not feel guilty AT ALL!.  She tried to sell me the whole kiosk and I kept saying, "No! No No!" and tried to run away, but she threw in the Dead Sea Salt Scrub which is supposedly $59.99 for $15.00.  By then I was a goner.

Believe me, I am tight with my funds these days and it felt so sinful to spend it and even more tonight when no one was home.  I locked myself in the bathroom, ran a good bubble bath and pampered this weary body while sipping wine and listening to the sound of silence and sniggering to myself that this was my little secret and JA need not know.  Then again, JA does not do the budget anymore and how WOULD he know.  ~snigger~

At the first signs of feeling guilty, I squelched those thoughts and said to myself, "Hey Lady!  You have been through hell, and yes you have better things to spend money on, like medical bills, stuff for the kiddos and food! Oh and new shoes (you should see my shoe wardrobe!  I don't care for fancy shoes, just  more stylish would be fine.  Deplorable!)

I did not like that she just kept putting products in my bag without asking and kept my debit card in her hand longer then I ever held it.  But yet I could not walk away after her demonstration.  I chose the scent of almonds which is the "Scent of Love" she whispered to me.  It just smelled damn delicious and fresh.

It wasn't until I got home and got a closer look at the product that it dawned on me...

It is the exact same stuff my former co-worker used and she had the most beautiful nails!  I loved the scent that followed her around all day.  In fact all my co-workers have beautiful hands and like this stuff.  I just never paid that close attention to the name.

Either we are all suckers or have good taste.

But my hands have never felt so yummy, soft and healthy!  And it felt so good to "find" myself again.  I have always loved good products and took good care of myself.  But after looking in the mirror these days and finding I look more haggy then shagalicious, well...whatever.  I spent the money and feel gleefull!

I will probably be hit with some unexpected godawfulnevergetridofit bill tomorrow.

And by the way, I don't put my stamp of approval on a lot of stuff unless I really, really, really like it that much to justify the price, but you can go here to see what I was talking about.  JA has been loving the scent and marvelled at my new babybehind soft hands.

As for the lady who sold it to me, damn she was good!

Comments

[mary]

You deserve a little self indulgene! Gulit be gone!

[Kristi]

You know, my nails are the same way. They grow out fast, they get long and are very strong. But I started getting gelnails done several years ago because the polish stayed on. Then, the trends moved to the pink and white and I should have stopped then, but I just kept on going. I told Craig just the other night that this last fill was my last one. I don't even work anymore, so it's not as if I need to have exceptional nails. I hear that stuff they sell in the malls IS really good, so on your reccomendation, I'm in.

Don't ever feel guilty for spoiling yourself once every thirty years. We have to do it every once in a while!

[Susanna]

I am glad you are spoiling yourself a little! And isn't it great that it's not our hisbands that do the budget ;-)

[aithne]

It really did feel good. I had forgotten what it felt like to spend money on me other than feminine necessities!

[Susanna]

I love the new design.