Hot pink nail polish doesn´t fix anything

On a whim, I painted my nails hot pink. Like, Barbie pink. I´m really entertained by it, partly because of the color and partly because I would never describe myself as a hot-pink-kind-of-girl. I only meant to keep the color for a day or two, but it´s nearly been a week and I can still look down at the keyboard and see little flashes of pink as I type this. It hasn´t fixed a single thing in my life, but it´s fun to break the mold I make for myself. I´ve admittedly been stuck in this sort of "emo" monotony lately, and keeping a positive attitude about anything has been difficult. I´m tired, stressed, impulsive, broke and I miss my mom. I will be home in a month, so now is the final crunch to get everything done and it makes my mood all the worse for it. As a result, hot pink nail polish has unintentionally become the symbol of everything I´m not feeling right now.

The weather is no longer "sunny and 60," by the way. More like grey, humid and 40. It wants to rain but its too lazy. My brain feels dilated... thoughts take longer to develop. I don´t want to do anything except bum around in sweatpants and eat chocolate. Unfortunately, that is not an option because I have final exams next Monday-Thursday, then I have to pack for "el gran viaje" on Friday, and on Saturday morning, the two week trip around southern Spain commences. So hot pink nails haven´t made the weather better, but they have been serving as a reminder that I won´t have these neutral, uninteresting days for much longer. It also makes for a great contrast in my wardrobe. I´ve been wearing a lot of black and brown and grey lately... you have to understand though, it´s very "euro".
I would say that my euro-makeover must be nearly complete. I´ve learned the trick: ignore the idea that black clothes and brown accessories don´t really "go" together and just see any neutral, dark color as a base from which you accessorize with whatever obnoxiously bright thing you can get your hands on. And wear layers. And look haughty and disinterested (thus, chic) about it.

Funny europeans.

And hot pink nails haven´t made the papers easier to write, it hasn´t improved the dollar-euro exchange rate, and my use of the subjunctive tense of Spanish verbs is still nonexistent, but its a happy color, and for the moments that I take to notice how ridiculously bright and cheery they are amidst all the grey and grime of the city, I´m entertained.

written by

achavero on November 23, 2007 from Barcelona, Spain

from the travel blog: Amanda in Barcelona

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