Confessions of a Tinder Girl

I joined Tinder in late May 2015 not for a quick fling, not because I was searching for Mr. Right, but because I was just so curious as to what type of people were using it. Is it the new way of dating? In the age of fast food, coffees to go and instant messaging, was this app the key to successful modern relationships? 

There is a personal profile section where you type a short bio and select up to 6 images. For my main picture I decided on the zoo visit with a sea lion hugging me. I felt it portrayed my child like personality well, after all I wasn't going to post sexy pics. I didn't want to give off the wrong impression. I then posted a few different shots, a collage of me feeding animals, a close up with my sunflower earrings, and one with my hair in a different style.

As I got started on the function of the app I soon came to the realisation that most of the people on here were looking for something very specific. I lost count of my left swipes of topless gym selfies, and bios which read "tattoed", "6ft3" and "I love a drink". It made me wonder whether most of the ladies' bio on here reads their bra size and weight.

There was also the odd image that was definitely a wedding portrait, and I occasionally found myself squinting trying to work out if the lady getting a piggy back was a sibling or girlfriend. 

There was also the odd person definitely female, who must have accidentally set her Facebook profile to state male. I wonder at what point she realises why she isn't getting matches. Some people's pictures consisted entirely of their children, making me ponder if they downloaded the wrong category of app. 

Some people didn't have an image or bio at all. Just the plain Facebook silhouette. 

*Continues to left swipe*

Occasionally someone would catch my attention. Usually when the main photo is a pleasant friendly looking non-arrogant photo of them smiling. (There are so many moody looking close ups on Tinder...) People with main images that would automatically be skipped without any bio reading: Topless, group photos, gym selfies, smoking, grumpy pouting, covered in tattoos, a beer in each hand, a motorbike, and anyone who looked like they are lying about their age. Maybe I'm picky, or maybe the Tinder pond with available fish was full of anchovies.  

One particular person had a main profile picture with an elephant in the background. I clicked to read his bio and he seemed nice enough. I swiped right to be greeted with "It's a Match!" meaning he had already right swiped me. I wasn't sure of the etiquette when it comes to who messages first, and whether it is acceptable to message right after a match.

Within about 20 minutes he had messaged me. A general greeting consisting of the usual "Hey, how are you?", "Do you have any good plans?" small talk. After chatting for a few days it became much less formal, talking about what we were watching on Netflix. I managed to convince him to give Once Upon A Time a chance. 

One morning I opened up Tinder to see a 'Moment' posted from him, which is like an image status update. Moments stay posted for 24 hours and people have the option to like the picture. His picture consisted of simple bold black text reading "Where are all the submissive girls looking for a dominant man?!" 

I unmatched him and immediately went to edit my personal profile to include "I'm looking for friends".

I had about 10 matches, and I was mid conversation with three of them. One other was online at least every hour yet had not responded to my greeting, which to me said he must have had a lot of matches. I pressed the 'unmatch' button. I also unmatched two who hadn't been online in three weeks. Maybe they had found love! 

It was unwritten etiquette that the person to match last would be the first person to message, so I grew frustrated with new matches that didn't speak at all. Do you seriously have so many matches that you can't speak to them? Maybe you should raise your standards if you're right swiping so many people. 

Shortly after the dominant man, I came across a good looking profile. Tall, dark and handsome, properly filled out paragraph, and someone that bothered to message first after the match. I felt more enthusiastic to chat when the man messaged first. 

Small talk progressing, our conversations were ongoing over the coming days. We spoke about our favourite products from lush, our interests and plans. When I said where I am from, he said "That's a bit of a drive...". We were about a half hour drive from each other, which I didn't think was far at all. My best friend is about that far and we see each other regularly. I found this a tad odd too, as it shows the distance before you swipe to match. 
Continuing my 'research', I came across a profile whose image was of a white van. It made me think his phone accidentally unlocked in his pocket and downloaded Tinder. I was tempted to right swipe to ask, but I'm sure there could also be many more reasons for the white van, some I wouldn't want to find out about. 

I have to admit, there were a couple of occasions where I have swiped left only to then exclaim "No! I meant right!!" and lost a handsome outdoorsy animal and Netflix lover. 

The 'handsome man' was still chatting to me, and would often make effort to message and update me on what he was doing, what was going on with work, and asking how I am if we hadn't spoken in a while. He went on a trip abroad with his family, but still kept in touch. 

A couple of weeks of chatting to him he was back from his trip, and I got a message asking how I am. I said 'All good here, how are you?' And he replied "I'm deleting this but here is my number - ###" I wondered why he wanted to keep in touch, when he'd mentioned the distance being a problem. 

I saved his number and text him to let him know mine. He asked what I was up to and there was a bit of small talk before the following message:

"I know you said you aren't looking for love but I wanted to say that this will probably remain platonic, is that ok?"

I remembered previously telling him (As well as it being in my personal bio) that I was looking for friends, so this wasn't a problem to me. What WAS a problem was when I remembered that he mentioned the distance being an issue. After all what kind of rubbish friendship exists only through text? I replied "Of course! Is that why you deleted the app, you got lucky? xD"

He responded saying "Kinda, I'm gonna see how it plays out". 

I then realised, maybe I was the back up lady that he'd go for if this one didn't work out for him! I initially found it peculiar that he wanted to keep in touch through mobile, even though he said it's a bit far...

So said "I was disappointed when you said Stockton was 'a bit of a drive'" as I had seen a potential friendship and wanted to confirm that he still wanted to proceed in this 'platonic' way. His reply was even more disappointing "Well it is!" 

I should note here that on Tinder, you have to set what distance radius you want to search, so he had set that himself. I decided not to contact him again. 


Tinder started to die out for me as I soon found it very boring. People on here didn't seem to be the conversational type, I was very rarely impressed with anyone's paragraph of information and I was just endlessly left swiping. I have arrived at the conclusion that it is more a social network for quick hook ups, as opposed to an app to create meaningful conversations or friendships. I deleted the app in early July.  
*Sips Tea* 

How To Get Over A Break Up

I've experienced heartbreak a number of times, ranging from miserable hindrance to utterly soul crushing. Along the way I have picked up a few tips that I have found to be helpful. I'll share them with you in this blog post, in the hope that I can help you get through this difficult time. 

Accept that it will hurt

There are different stages of break up, and the level of pain, time length of recovery, and emotions felt will be different for everyone. The following 5 steps are the standard process for grieving. 

1 - Denial

We may go through this one DURING the relationship. We may feel there's something seriously wrong, but feel too scared to end things as heartbreak is a tough emotion. Alternatively if we've been dumped out of the blue, we can spend some time thinking "This has to be a prank. Everything was going great! I didn't do anything wrong. They love me!".

2 - Anger

You might want to call them every name under the sun. Tell everyone how horrible they were. This is usually as we are simply desperate for their attention. We want some kind of interaction with them, even if it's an argument. You are most likely feeling angry at them for wasting your time. 

3 - Bargaining

This is the stage in which you may reason with them, ask them what needs to change in order for you to be with them. You beg for attention, start to blame yourself. Do whatever it takes so that you don't have to go through these feelings any more.  

4 - Depression

This is a very difficult stage, as you have to fight the natural urge to shut yourself away in your room and weep. You want everyone to feel sorry for you and comfort you, yet you know none of it will work. You just need to stretch through it, get out there. Get some sunlight and see people that make you feel happy. 

 5 - Acceptance

This is where you begin to stop doubting things and yourself. You realise it isn't the end of the world, and that you're okay. You will be okay. That every cloud has a silver lining. You also start to really appreciate the other people around you that are helping you, that you may not have noticed before (We can often feel completely isolated no matter how many friends we are surrounded by)

Tips That May Help You

Cry. Or not.

It's okay to cry. You're a human being, you have emotions. Decide to curl up for 5 minutes and let it all out, then splash your face and go for a walk or out with friends, and decide not to cry again. Avoid staying indoors daily for weeks on end, as your thoughts will run away with you. You'll escape the positive side of reality, and it will hinder your recovery.

No Contact

This is so. So. So. SO important. You must resist the urge to not text them, email them, or stand outside their house with a boombox. Block them from social media. Delete their number and email. Nothing good has ever come from begging or stalking an ex, and opening communication lines with them just makes things more difficult for you. Just sending them a quick text telling them you still love them can be a big set back in your recovery, not to mention it chips away at your dignity. You'll be forever checking your phone waiting for a reply. If you find yourself reaching for the phone, put it down and immediately occupy your mind with something else. You may need to contact them if you have children together, are in the process of moving out, or work together. But keep it as minimal as possible and keep chat relevant to those topics. 

Write a List

Of all the things you do NOT like about them. Did they pick their nose publicly? Were they arrogant? Maybe they had no ambition. Kept you up at night with their snoring. Write a list of all the reasons you would NOT like to be with them and refer to it when you are starting to miss them. No 'buts,' I.E. "He was selfish but so was I" or "He didn't treat me right but maybe he was just depressed". Don't show anyone your list, simply keep it for your own personal healing. Refer to this list when you find yourself missing them. When you've reached stage 5 (Or sooner if you like), you can tear it up.

Adopt a New Mindset

See it as a new chapter of your life, a new beginning. This is a positive thing. There are more things that are available for you to do now, compared to the few things that you are not able to do (Temporarily). Accept that this person has been a part of your past, but there will be a new, more suitable person in your future. 

Learn from It

Try to take some values from it. Learn what kind of person you are, and what kind of things you want in a potential partner for the future. When you are recovered, you will have a better idea of what exactly you want with regards to a future relationship. You know what you like and what you can't compromise on.  

Read Break up Books and Articles

I found it particularly helpful to read other blog posts and books on the topic, to keep my mind on the fact that all is not lost. My favourite book of all time is "Getting Over Mr. Right" by Chrissy Manby. It is fiction, but tells the tale of a girl who goes through a devastating break up and does everything she can to get him back. In the end she comes to her senses. I also recommend "It's called a breakup because it's broken" which offers humorous analogies that get you thinking. 

"But there's nobody else like them!"

That's a good thing. You don't WANT someone like them as it simply won't work. You just haven't met the person that will treat you the way you want to be treated. This doesn't mean you will never get those feelings you had with them, it's very easy to have those lovely feelings with someone else, someone far more compatible. You will find somebody better, and regain your independence too.

Rebound

Some of us feel so desperate for companionship, and are so scared of being alone, we will take whatever we can get. A rebound is never a good idea, as jumping into a relationship too soon means you're not giving yourself enough time to re-nourish your soul, regain your independence, and be happy with who you are. It also leaves you more vulnerable. And one night stands can leave you feeling even more rejected and worse about yourself. This also applies to the feelings of wanting to call a different ex, which is how we can feel during those desperate times. To want someone to listen.

Feng Shui

Moving around furniture can help the soul. It will make you feel refreshed. Re-arrange your bedroom or living room, or paint your house as a hint to your subconscious that you want to change and feel better.

Don't Do Anything Drastic

It may be tempting to try to numb those horrible painful emotions by doing something drastic. Getting a tattoo, an extreme haircut, or to move away. You need to work through these feelings before you make any big decisions, as we tend to use these changes while we are in denial to mask that pain. We also tend to change our physical appearance to make the other person realise what they have lost. It's important to have self esteem, but remember you aren't trying to win them back. It ended because you aren't compatible. 

Don't Put Yourself Down

If you've only just started the stages, this list may have little affect on you because you're still in shock. You may be reading it while your mind shouts at you "You can't get on with your life, you need them!" Shut them up by concentrating on a hobby, or verbally SAYING "shut up" to it. Try some verbal affirmations: It can help to look in a mirror with a smile and repeat out loud "I am beautiful/handsome, smart, independent and successful". Also try "I WILL get through this", "I have confidence in myself" and "I am going to be okay".

Positivity

This is one of the most difficult parts. It's tough to be positive when you're insides are screaming "I'm dying!". It's hard to smile with friends when we just want to cry and keep telling them how much this person hurt us. By keeping positive and saying good things - whether it be about yourself or something irrelevant - It will benefit your progression through the stages. It also makes us feel good when we compliment others. Tell your best friend how good her hair looks. Tell your mum the dinner she made was great and you appreciate her for it. You will bounce off other people's happiness and feel better about yourself.

Use Support Networks

Keep your family and friends close. Sometimes in relationships we drift from some friendships, but the true friends will be there for you. If you have a local mental health team, you can also visit your doctor to refer you to them for extra help if you feel depressed. If you are feeling suicidal, you can call an ambulance on 999 if in the UK. Here is a list of suicide hotlines, which I urge you to get in contact with if you are feeling very low about your break up.   

Fall in Love with Something Else 

Rekindle your love with something else. Your passion for animals, music, art etc. Sing your heart out to your favourite songs. Spend some time with a pet or volunteer at a rescue centre. Take a solo trip to an art gallery to really get lost in some art work. 

If you need somebody to be there for you but don't know where to go, feel free to leave a comment in this blog. I know how trapping and painful these emotions are. Here's to your recovery. 

All About Dani

This is a post that will give utterly useless information about Dani, the nail artist at Popular Polish.

Name: Dani Grego
Age as of this blog: 22
Favourite colour: Green
Favourite animal: Red Squirrel
Favourite video game: The Monkey Island series

First Pets

When I was 19, I was living in Harrogate with an ex partner. I took this opportunity to research getting a pet, as I had not really had pets as a child. (I had a goldfish and a mouse, but I was too young to look after them properly.) I decided on a pair of Roborovski Hamsters. My ex - Let's call him Richard - Already had some toys, shavings, and a small aquarium from his last hamster. We went to pets at home and were asked a couple of questions, like did we have a cage and have we owned them before. We were not tested on our knowledge though, and though it didn't bother me at the time, it now does affect me that people aren't really briefed before buying a pet. I called them Karot and MelOn, after the internet pictures: 

I split with Richard and a few months later met my current partner Andy. We eventually had to separate the girls, as they began to become territorial and fought each other. When one of them had some blood on their back it was the last straw. (I now believe that if they had a cage of a better size they wouldn't have fought.) But they were so precious to me. My perfect little girls.

One morning in January 2012 I woke up and got my cup of tea as usual, and checked on my girls who should have been sleeping (As hamsters are crepescular). Karot was snoozing away and then I looked in MelOns cage. If I had been holding my tea, I would have dropped it. MelOn was on her shelf, lying on her back, little paws in the air, cold and not breathing. She was dead. 

I was hysterical. I didn't know what to do. I called my partner Andy and told him what happened, he was upset too. I was home alone and devastated. I put the cage with her in the study for when she got home, and my mum set up a little funeral for her. We put her in her house and made sure she was all cosy on her journey to the rainbow bridge.

When I was less hysterical, I started doing my research as to what it could have been. My answers ranged from a heart attack to constipation. I did remember seeing her when she had just passed, her back end was open with a lot of seeds in it, so I thought this could have been the answer. It made me feel so awful that I didn't know.

Not long before MelOn had passed away, Karot wasn't sounding too good. She was making little squeaky sniffling sounds. After doing a bit of research on this, we decided to go to the vets for a better diagnosis. They thought it was a respiratory infection, so I stopped using wood shavings and changed to carefresh, and started giving her baytril. She really didn't like it, but I did what I could to make sure got it. Usually putting it on a treat. The medicine did nothing, and she just kept getting worse over a few months. I remember holding her during her final moments, she was wheezing and slipping away from me. I kept reassuring her it was okay to go and whispering that I was there. This was one of the most upsetting things I had ever dealt with. Both my girls in a short period of time. 

Again, I got on the internet. This just wasn't right. I asked other hamster owners who then mentioned fluffy bedding. I was confused. How could a nesting material have any affect on a hamster, or even kill them? The symptoms described were exactly what MelOn and Karot had. and it made perfect sense as to why Karot did not improve with antibiotics. 

My precious little Karot, near the end

Teddy-Bean

Over time I got a new hamster; Teddy-Bean (Beans, Beanie, Madam buns, Muffins, Muffin-Buns). She was originally kept in the Abi cage. She was a bouncy, feisty jumpy golden Syrian hamster. 

6 Week old Teddy-Bean, on her way home with us

She liked to sleep in weird positions...

Yet again, I had done my research but still didn't know everything. When we got her home she seemed to be very stressed. We left her alone in her cage to get settled but she refused to settle down and kept running around and running on her flying saucer. I kept checking on her every 15 minutes or so, and one time she seemed particularly stressed, she was sitting on her saucer looking like she was dropping off to sleep, but she fell backwards off the wheel into that heartbreaking back position that every hamster owner dreads. I panicked. We took the top of the cage off and tried to pick her up. She was breathing. When we picked her up, she leapt off us and on to the floor, and started sniffling around exploring! We are still unsure whether it was heat stroke (We were in the middle of a heat wave), stress, or that she was just pretending as she wanted to get out. But she was immediately fine. To be on the safe side, we removed the wheel for that afternoon and she eventually went to sleep in her house. 

I began taming her after about a month, and I was very nervous as I had never properly handled an animal. She was actually very friendly considering she was quite jumpy to begin with and not too friendly with people other than me. I used a big empty box as a playpen and used this opportunity to put my hands in. She was very happy to step on me and seemed to enjoy having me near. 

The first time I handled her properly

Over time our bond grew and I couldn't go a day without getting her out to have a cuddle or explore. Particularly now that I live in my own place with my Fiance, she likes to be on the sofa with us! She was a bar chewer in her Abi cage, so I decided to have a large upgrade and get the Mamble 100 cage. It takes up an entire side in the kitchen, she has more space than we do!

 

As I type this, Teddy Bean is over two years old and is showing her age, which would be around 75 in hamster years. She developed Pyometra which is a very mysterious infection and unknown as to how they get it. I give her Baytril and Metacam daily and we don't know whether it will work, but she is too old for surgery. I hate to think that one day I will lose her too, but at least I know I have done what I can with her. She has been loved and she has given me strength and inspired me. She is beautiful and full of character. I feel privileged to have each moment that I do with her. 

Old lady Beans having some cat milk

Her 2nd birthday meal

Her retirement set up

Animal Activism

After my previous two angels passed away and I first got Beanie, I decided to do continuous research instead of as and when. I would spend a lot of my time reading books and articles to learn about requirements, the best care, and illnesses. It developed into a passion, I wanted to inform others of the things I previously was not aware of. After I had an unsuccessful P@H interview, I decided to post a blog article on what went on during the interview, which already has thousands of readers. 

Click here to view the blog post (Opens new window)

This was around the same time that I started my campaign to spread awareness about the dangers of fluffy bedding. I wanted to inform people of my story, the dangers, and also contact companies to explain the issues to them. After a year or so I had developed my mini army of hammy people, and I lead the way to get the Rotastak nesting material removed from Pets At Home! This was a huge achievement and inspired me to continue the fight at other places. 

I am also now meat free, a member of the Peta action team, and I support the BUAV leaping bunny using cruelty free make up. I am commonly found posting and 'admining' hamster groups on Facebook.

To view exactly what it is that I do with regards to animals, click here. 

Disney

Disney is a huge part of my life. I had all the classics on video as a child, and the passion has passed through to adulthood. At work about a month ago, I had a child of about 5 and their mother come through my checkout. She whispered something to her mum and the mother said "Tell her!". The child went coy and hid behind her mum. The mother then said "Tell her she looks like Elsa!" I went bright red. I was a big fan of the film and LOVED Elsa so much! 

My video TRYING to get an Elsa doll

The most important Disney film to me is Pinocchio. I can't listen to "When You Wish Upon A Star" without bursting into tears. When I was two, my uncles next door neighbour knitted me a Pinocchio doll, which we named Pin. 20 years later, I still have Pin. He's been my inanimate support throughout my childhood and is still my main comfort now.

  

Work

I have had a few previous jobs. My first was when I was 13, and it was work experience in a nursery. I became attached to a 3 year old boy called Joshua (Who when I think about it, will now be at senior school...). Every time the kids were dropped off by their parents, he would hand up his coat and look round the room. As soon as he spotted me he would run straight at me for a big hug. He would always want to sit with me in the assemblies. He had blonde hair and these cute little bob the builder wellies.

My second job was during college, I worked at BP. My job title was "HR Intern for the Angolan Developments Team". I did the basics like filing, photocopying, neatening documents. I was 17 and I really enjoyed it, it was a great place to work. Huge open office, £5 free for lunch every day, and free tea, hot chocolate etc when working and a free gym membership. I kept crisps in my drawer. 

I briefly worked for a club/bar when I lived in Milton Keynes. I REALLY didn't like it. It just did not suit me at all, this party scene. I originally thought it was a nice restaurant but I was on the door letting drunks in and out, getting blisters until 2am. When we reached my 2 months probation, we sat down and discussed the job, them saying I am not particularly outgoing and me saying I just don't enjoy dancing with drunk people and interrupting people eating. I left, and I've been teetotal since new year 2013.

I did another admin/receptionist job at a recruitment agency in 2012 which I did rather enjoy, but I now work for a Supermarket. It has it's ups and downs but overall I like the job, particularly my colleagues. For each spiteful customer there is another one to tell me what a great job I'm doing, or that I'm pretty or useful.

Buddhism

I discovered Buddhism by accident, I was not looking for a religion. January 2013 I sunk into a dark place mentally due to a combination of factors. It got so bad I needed almost constant care due to instability, and was under daily watch by the Crisis team. I also had regular visits from three different support workers. When things got slightly more stable I started going to hospital to get different forms of rehabilitation. Everything from light exercise to basic living skills, mindfulness to assertiveness. I was also on a confidence building course where I met some amazing people that really affected me. All this opened my mind, listening to other peoples problems made me become a much more tolerant person. To hear what other people go through when looking at them you would have no idea what they go through. I greatly sympathise and it was really refreshing to have other people listen to me too. 

Buddhism had tied in to a lot of the skills I had learnt on this journey, particularly mindfulness. Mindfulness is being aware of a certain feeling, circumstance or emotion without judgement. So say someone cuts you up when driving on the motorway. You say to yourself "That's fine. It's happened now, I accept that, and I understand that I have no control over it." That's being mindful, and it's an amazing skill to learn. To understand that you are in total control of how you feel. Now I'm not a monk, I haven't fully mastered it yet, I still get mopey when I have a cold or grumpy if I don't get sleep. But I'm sure I will get there through regular meditation! 

This is one of the reasons I love Brighton so much. It's full of Buddhist shops and culture. Everyone is different and accepted. I have visited the Brighton Buddhist centre and it's a beautiful place, it feels so right. It feels warm and calm. The people are mellow and accepting of anyone. The first time we visited, we were geared up in our tourist rags; jeans and trainers. But we were fully accepted and welcomed. 

I also attended a Buddhist workshop where I live where we were taught skills relating to mindfulness by a genuine monk. 

There's me on the far left!

 Nail Art

I began doing bits and bobs of nail art around 2011. This would just be the odd manicure with rhinestones, nothing adventurous. Then at the beginning of 2013 I was inspired by Blues Clues to do a design of the dog, Blue. This was my first ever design.

And when Kevin Duala from the show tweeted back to me, I was fuelled to do more nail art! This was the start of an ongoing passion for me. I decided to set up a website and facebook page called Popular Polish. Everywhere I had searched, nobody had taken that name. 

As of May 2014 I have done approximately 90 designs, and I have 24,619 fans on Facebook! I am so grateful for all the support I have got and would like to thank anyone reading that has already liked, shared, commented, or suggested me. If you have not yet, here is the link to like my page! - Popular Polish - FB

Superdrug Winner

E.L.F. Winner

So far I have won two competitions, the first was my minion design for Superdrug. I won with a difference of about 300 likes! The second competition I entered was for E.L.F. cosmetics, which was the 2013 christmas competition. I entered my Santa design, which I thought was weaker than my christmas pudding design, but I still won. Thank you to these companies for their wonderful prizes!

I have also gained a lot of support from other companies, BeautyUK (Which is one of my ultimate favourites!) have liked me on Facebook and sent me a package worth over £40 of their products. 

Future Hopes

I would like a nice house to add my personal touches to. Ultimately I would love my career to be voluntary and revolve around helping animals. But that's just not possible full-time. I would certainly like to marry Andy, who is just so special to me. I would like a Bichon Frise called Woofles. I would like a son and daughter called Joshua (Andys choice) and Zelda (My choice).

This is a post that I believes gives a very general idea of who I believe I am. I have not gone in to depth and I don't want to with regards to some things, because I want to keep this overly positive. I won't go in to detail about relationships as it's a difficult topic. Thank you very much for reading, and I hope I've inspired you to go for the things you believe in and dream of, no matter what hurdles are in your way. 

Fiancé Does My Nails

Here we have it. I challenged Andy to attempt certain nail designs that I've previously done.. Here are his efforts compared to my original work!

It initially looked as though the Minion was half way through brushing his teeth. He forgot the grey round the goggles, and he has no arms or hair! Gelato?

No, this isn't roadkill or something left in a toilet. It's Andy's attempt at a heart.

He gets a bit of credit for this one, it's quite neat. However there's been a top coat fail as you can see near the top left corner, he's not started at the top of the nail. 

 

Oh Dear. Oh Dear Dear Dear. What's right about this? At least it wasn't a "P" or something. It looks like an omelette. 

He's got the right idea, just not the steady hand for it!

While we had fun doing this in the hour or so it took, I think I'll stick to doing my own nails, and he'll stick to Football!

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