Saturday is Mammasaurus Day....
in honour of Mammasaurus. Before you ask, this is not me! My nails are frayed zigzags and rimed with coal dust and manure mulch. And I'll only touch lager. She'll know who she is, however, and, although I've never met her, judging by her jazzy digits, she must be an invigorating festive companion.
What on earth is in that glass anyway? Suggestions here, please.
What on earth is in that glass anyway? Suggestions here, please.
'Not the drink I would have chosen but at least it matches my nails'
ReplyDeletewhat do you mean my nails dont match, I painted after my gin in a tin
ReplyDeleteafter downing 3 pints of witches brew -she was disappointed to see that the tattoo parlour was now closed & had to opt instead for the tacky nail station....
ReplyDeleteThis is the latest fashion! Do you want to try it?
ReplyDeleteThis is as colourful as I will get says Mammasauras!
ReplyDeleteBottoms up!
ReplyDeleteThe traffic light system of drinking (stop at red nail, go at green nail) was proving ineffectual. She was still pishhhed!
ReplyDeleteDoing your nails in the dark is never a good idea.
ReplyDeleteIf only someone would invent flashing nail polish for christmas...
ReplyDeleteFirstly my fingers look like ETs, so on that home...
ReplyDeleteMammasaurus - phone home!
I swear it seemed like a good idea at the time of painting them... honest!!
ReplyDeletejingle nails, jingle nails, jingle all the way! oh what fun it is to paint my nails, in green and red today!!
ReplyDeleteMammasaurus loved her Christmas nails until she realised they clashed with her pink drink. What a dilemma!
ReplyDeleteMagic nail polish... if you squeeze the glass hard enough, the gin turns the same colour as the polish. Posh Polish. I say.
ReplyDelete'Ere, have a sip!
ReplyDeleteMy name is Mamasaurus and I'm an alcoholic - see I will drink anything.
ReplyDeleteA girl can't be without her festive nails!
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