THE VOTE IS IN! CONGRATULATIONS Marta Warmuz, YOU’RE THE NEW PARENT FOR Angelina.
You are beautiful – Words alone couldn’t express how my nails feel about you, but hopefully they will suffice – I found a poem I believe describes my love for you – by D. MacKellar
“”A simple spark of deep desire, The gentle gaze that sets the fire.
Often spoken, sometimes meant, Heat of passion, sweetly spent.
Pleasure sought and object lured, Emotions cherished and endured. Forever, or a brief affair, Not forgotten, always there.
Few resist and many fall, Some are wary, not at all.
Found in tears, a smile, a sigh, If unrequited, passes by.
Not for sale at any price, Trust, compassion, sacrifice.
Common bonds of tempered past, Kindred spirits, first and last.
Feelings ever changing flow, Nurtured well, the best will grow.
Is it ever understood? This much we know, love is good.”
Some polishes are red.
Some polishes are blue.
I would love to be the one,
To take care of you.
We will go on dates.
Stay out very late.
We’ll find you some friends,
Maybe even a mate.
You’re the perfect brown,
For a night on the town.
I want to lift your spirits,
Whenever you’re down.
I will love you.
To you I’ll be true.
You’d be the star of my blog,
Even if you weren’t new.
Please accept this simple poem as a declaration of how much I would love you and take care of you. There will be new light in your life and you will bring grace and elegance to my tips and toes. We’ll be so happy together.
My heart longs for you Angelina. I hope I have proven myself worthy of your love in return.
Your hopeful adoptive mom:)”
Once upon a time, in a time long long ago, a little girl found her mother’s nail polish collection. There was turquoise and pink and nude and sparkles and shimmers and many many reds. The little girl was entranced by all of the colors and so she decided to open each one, and paint with them. She painted each of her fingers and each of her toes, but unfortunately, there were more nail polishes and she had run out of fingers. Luckily, she had porcelain dolls and barbies and lots of Disney coloring books. Those nail polishes graced the hand each of each doll and Disney princess, before her mother realized and took the polishes away from her. That day, little Angie, Dani fell in love with the idea of nail polishes and started her own collection.
It started small, with little bear shaped bottles of polishes that came off when you scraped, but it grew. Most of her collection now is made up of Essie and OPI and a few Revlon, but she’s not picky. She only cares about the color and she’s never had such a rich chocolate brown to love. And love it would be, because, dear Angelina, she has fallen in love with you. It’s not the lust that you feel for a sequined tight mini dress. This is the forever kind of love. The sort of love that you feel about shoes (because they will never be too small when you gain a few points). The love that you feel about nail polishes. The polishes in her collection all know that while color trends may come and ago, true love lasts a lifetime.
Come home with me, Angelina. Let me shower you will love and attention and even a matte coat sometimes. Let me keep you safe and cold in my home. Realize that I will never let you go.
Angelina! My house is a little crowded (but by nail polish adoption regulations we are still NOT overcrowded). Over 250 bottles share a cozy living quarters (with floors lined with anti slip – thumbs up for safety right- lining). In addition, there are two adults and three little children in the house! The adults loooooove coffee (and you remind the mommy of the house, of a warm cup-a-java … so it IS love at first sight). The little ones are 5, 3, and 1 years old. The five year old is a huuuge Angelina Ballerina fan (the little mouse in a too-too!) so your name will be an ASSET in our home! 😀
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