Everytime I get around my extended family, at some point in all of our many conversations, the topic o fmy nails comes up. Which is great! But then
Oh lord, but then
THEY ASK ME IF I DO FEET! I know that question is expected. I do nails, so they assume i do feet too, but idk. I never really realized how much feet are kinda gross sometimes. Like the other day, i was watching Love and Hip Hop Atlanta (yes I was, don’t hate) and Erica was freakin massaging Lil Scrappy’s feet. I ALMOST DIED.
Like, hey, i’ll paint your toesies, but i aint bout to massage and scrub them. not yet….
I know I am not the only one who feels this way.