How’s your Saturday going? I’ve had a pretty darn lazy day, and it suits me just fine because we all need lazy days, right? I was looking through my “to swatch” box, and I decided to give this polish a whirl. I had never heard of Nanacoco until recently so I picked this one up to try out before purchasing a buttload of them.
Nanacoco French Macaron has a definite indie feel to it because of the milky base with various glitters. It was just a matter of time before mainstream brands got the picture and started producing these types of polishes.
Here is a macro shot of the polish. Doesn’t it seem promising? Let’s move on to the swatches.
If Kleancolor had an evil twin, it would be Nanacoco. Sweet baby Jesus on rollerskates, this polish smells like Satan’s fermented pit sweat. I am sensitive to some scents and odors, but I do like the smell of nail polish. I love the sound of the cap as it unscrews and that strong chemical smell that fills my nostrils and kills a couple of brain cells. However, this polish made me want to douse myself in holy water to rid myself of the demonic smell. Ok, maybe I am exaggerating…just a bit. Once I got past the smell, I proceeded to apply it. And then I did get on my knees to pray for forgiveness. I must have done something truly horrible in life to deserve such a polish: stinky, goopy, thick and unmanageable. I applied three coats of the polish to get full coverage, and smoothed it out with a generous coat of Seche Vite.
Sorry, Nanacoco…unless the smell on this is a fluke, I won’t even be looking in your general direction the next time I see you at my beauty supply haunts. I picked this polish up during one of my visits to the much revered polish warehouse, but I noticed that another beauty supply I frequent is now carrying them. I don’t remember exactly how much I paid for this, but it might have been about $2…definitely under $3. I wish I could get my $2 back. I wish I could get back the nostril hairs that this polish singed off with its demonic odor. Alas, this is what us polish fiends have to go through in the name of polish exploration. I will continue to sacrifice myself to bring you the best and worst of the polish world–somebody has got to do it. Have you been unfortunate enough to get a whiff of these polishes? Am I the only one who feels this way about them? Are you willing to have the odor of Satan’s pit juice on your nails if the polish is interesting enough? Anyway, let me know! I am VERY curious to hear your thoughts on this. Talk to you soon!
