So, of course, my mom's nail did the same thing. Her's didn't occur as dramatically as mine did, but needless to say, we both have fresh nail polish already.
I'm not going to post a pic of her nails because (at her request) I did the same job as the last one.
Mine, however, caught the Independence Day fever after all... just when I thought I was missing out!
...or at least it DID until the Goddess of Nail Polish struck her spiteful vengeance upon me... A giant smear is now gashed right down my thumb - just while closing my bottle of Seche. Poo.
Ah well... It *almost* looks like I *could have* done it on purpose. I'm going to run with it.
Well, whaddaya think? How bad is it? :P
Have a good Fourth, everyone! Drink, Eat and be Merry! And enjoy lots of pyrotechnics! (Ain't America grand??)