You Don't Know Jacques - But I Do.

So I completely wussed out this weekend.

My original plan involved me and a MAC artist who would recruit me into the Cult of Cherry with her mad hatter palette of absinthe-green, metallic red and chocolate brown. But alas it was not to be. As expected I played it safe with a mani/pedi featuring “You Don’t Know Jacques!” and “Midnight in Moscow” both by O.P.I..

Score another one for the R & D team over there – remember how I raved about Parlez Vous OPI? Well, I’m positively mad about Jacques…even my husband (unprompted mind you) commented on what a lovely shade of “purpley-brown” it was.

Yeah, when was the last time some guy complemented you on your nail polish?!





It really is a gorgeous shade, and like Parlez Vous, different on me than in the bottle. I was expecting something far more in the taupe family but ended up with raisin. And that’s fine by me.

"Midnight," garnered many "oohs and ahhs" in the salon and is equally alluring. It's a very deep inky red. In the bottle it appears more shimmery than it does on my toes but I’m loving it just the same:



Please excuse the bad pic (note to self: I should really vacuum BEFORE taking pix for the whole world to see) and yes, those are the knockoff Dior glads that I told you about here.

Do you like them? Tell the truth, you won’t hurt my feelings!

Help Me Decide: French Pedicure - Hot or Not?

The first thing that struck me as rather odd about these publicity shots taken at the Duke of Essex Polo Party was the overwhelming profusion of super high heeled shoes on grass. Did these people not get the memo that flat gladiator sandals are all the rage and far more appropriate with the also ubiquitous maxi dress?

But what perplexed me more were Danielle Lloyd's French pedicured toenails, which on the one hand were the chicest part of her whole ensemble, and on the other, looked like incredibly painful assault weapons.









Help me decide, the French pedi - hot or not?