You know I mean you’re, right? It caused me great pain to leave the title like that.
Warning: Vocabulary, spelling and grammar rant. It may be a bit long for some, but it’s under 1,500 words. That’s quite a feat for me.
Caution: Content contains profanity, but is not profanity laden. More than likely you’ve heard worse from teenagers and/or your own children.
May be TL;DR for some. You be the judge.
I bought it, totally excited.
What a let down. The formula was runny. The brush was so freakin’ messed up I couldn’t paint my nails to save my life. This took FOREVER and a day to dry. I literally waited an hour between two coats. What did I get for that wait? BUBBLES. Yes, it BUBBLED. After almost 3 hours, I was ready to throw this nail polish bottle at the next person who cut in front of me on the freeway without using their signal. I hated the application of this polish THAT MUCH. Never has a nail polish ever incited such blind rage.
However, that aside, I am starting to really dislike OPI’s brushes. I tweeted the other day that I have about 50 some odd bottles (and after I had looked at my spreadsheet, it’s a little over 100) of OPI and about 7-10 of them have wacked out, jacked up brushes that really mar application. OPI, if you’re going to bitch about quality control and distribution, make sure your brushes in your bottles are good. No other brand has ever had such crap brushes as OPI. What gives? Seriously…what gives? I’m not joking anymore. Ok, rant done.
Now on to the hideously disappointing pictures of Greenwich Village.
Look at those bubbles. 🙁 They make me sad.