Well, despite a few of you assuring me that it could look kinda cool and to go for it, I think I will hold off on the black nails. For now. It's just that they are such a statement. Like a tattoo. You are either a girl who has a tattoo, or a girl who would never get a tattoo. You either wear black nailpolish or you would never wear black nailpolish. And I don't think I am the type. Plus, I don't know... not for this trip. I don't want Teresa to look at my hands and think, "Oh, she's the sort of girl who wears black nail polish; I could never be friends with her" when it's just me trying to look cool on my vacation, you know?
Which is hilarious, because I used to have my lip pierced. And wear combat boots. Good times...
Anyway, thank you all so much for responding. I feel so loved. (Even though I begged you to reply--but, whatever.) And I just love that my cousin Bill responded. I'm sure my mom is thrilled, too. Bill is my ... I don't even know... His father and my grandfather's father were brothers. So he is my grandfather's first cousin, and then what? Can anyone break it down for me????
Here's a little chart, if that helps:
my great-grandfather ---------------- Bill's father
my grandfather (Pop) ---------------- Bill