I have my mom's pinky. Not literally, mind you. I just realized that the original Vault Goddess had the most beautiful hands. And I don't. Mine are stubby little short fingers. She had the hands of a concert pianist. Long, slender, the kind that could have hand modeled. But yesterday, I looked at my fingers and realize that my pinky looks a lot like hers. It's not long and but it is slender. And when I look at it, and since I have polish on my nails (that's another post), the shape and length of that pinky nail looks like hers.
I've been doing my own manicures, crude though they may be, as it's helping keep my nails from breaking so frequently. I've only ventured into frosty light polishes, as the errors don't quite show up as much. I'll probably actually take this polish off so I can. use my hands for painting other things.
For now, my hands need to get back to handwriting GOTV postcards (44 down, 16 to go).
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