Don't Get Nailed by Pedicures
It's sandals season. Which means it's exposed feet season. Which means it's pedicure season. Yes, the Discount part of me wants to walk around with Flintstone feet and save my money. The Diva part wants to look purty.
My compromise? I spring for one pedicure at the beginning of the season, then maintain it myself all summer.
So when I get that first pedicure, I really want it to be a good one. Nothing's worse than forking over all that cash, then getting rushed through or leaving with bad results.
This year, I was at the mall and saw a sign that said, "Pedicures $18." I hadn't noticed that particular nail salon before, so I figured it must have been an introductory offer designed to get people in the door. Yee-haw, count me in!
The pedicurist started taking off the fluorescent pink nail polish my niece, Hannah, had applied a week earlier. With her thumb, she flicked a jumbo callus on the side of my big toe, made a sour face and asked, "You want the deluxe?"
"Will you be able to get rid of that with the deluxe?" I asked.
"Oh, yes," she assured me. Hmm, OK. By law, nail salons aren't allowed to use callus shavers. But for some reason I believed her, thinking she must have some magic callus-removal remedy. After all, what is the use of getting a pedicure if you don't walk out with perfect feet to start the season?