Of Life and Lacquer

Why start a blog, you ask? Well, as a kid, I thought I was going to become a writer. I remember borrowing Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing from my 4th grade teacher Miss Skipper and devouring it. Who is this Judy Blume person, and why does she entertain me more than all the cartoons in the world put together? This was saying a lot because at that point I was thoroughly convinced that JEM was the greatest thing EVER! Of course my thirst for reading didn’t stop there, and I continued to discover more and more books. I was the kid who secretly loved every single assigned reading book while the rest of the class whined about how boring the books were.

Island of the Blue Dolphins in 5th grade. Hello loneliness and isolation.

A Wrinkle In Time in 6th grade. It had me at tesseract.

The Witch Of Blackbird Pond in 7th grade. Who am I?

Romeo and Juliet in 8th grade. Bardolatry ensues.

Catcher In the Rye in 9th grade. Yes, you’re all phonies.

Macbeth in 10th grade. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow…

Le Petit Prince  in 11th grade. Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu’avec le cœur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

Hamlet in 12th grade. To this day I can recite Hamlet’s soliloquy by heart.

College opened a whole new world for me and that is when I discovered Gabriel García Márquez, Ralph Ellison, T.S. Eliot, John Donne…the list could go on forever. Then, one day I lost my passion for literature. I can’t exactly pinpoint when and why this happened. So why am I rambling about literature? Although the name of this blog may be misleading, I plan to write about more than just nail polish. I don’t exactly have a plan for this blog, but I hope that it will help me to get back into writing. Besides, putting my thoughts  down on paper…errr…a blog…has got to be therapeutic. God knows after the year I’ve had I should be in therapy!

So if you’re reading this, I hope that you will continue to read.