As much as I hate to admit it, my lifestyle seems to have become purely pragmatic and devoid of any feminine frill. All traces of girlishness seem to have sadly disappeared. I mean, what happened to the days of perusing NYC boutiques and creatively piecing outfits together as a form of personal expression? What happened to my fascination with glossy magazines to lap up the latest trends in fashion and beauty?
In a shamefully libidinous call for attention, I chose whorish purple as the color of choice for my mani-pedi at Avanti Nails & Spa. Unfortunately, just two days later, the deep purple proceeded to peel, reducing my allure to cheap slut. Why is it that no matter how hard I try, I look like a hot mess?
I’m not one easily seduced by celebrity endorsements or media hype. But that, along with Dashing Divas tag-line “Re-inventing the NAIL SALON experience” caught my attention. Plus, a little google research informed me that Dashing Diva has over 30 stores on 3 continents in countries like the US, Japan, Philippines, China and Kuwait. I was lured in.
