I went to a Leap Day wedding.
Normally, I wouldn't think to tell you this some four months later, but I think about it every time I look at my toes. And except for slipper season -- which has since passed -- I'm mostly barefoot in my house, so I'm seeing my toes a lot more.
I got a pedicure for the wedding, and though my toenails have grown some, it hasn't chipped or otherwise done the things that nail polish does. It's shiny and lustrous and makes me feel a little bit like I'm at a fancy house in California, celebrating with friends.
So even though I'm not traveling, a little nail polish has made me feel transported.
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