Expressionism

Today proved you are never too old to learn something new and discover new ways of self-expression. I was informed today by both Ellie and Angharad that I have very good nails, the things on the end of my fingers and thumbs and not the ones I keep within my toolbox, to avoid any confusion. Apparently they are nice and rounded in shape and I have good white bits at the base of them. As usual I did not pay a great deal of attention and so cannot remember the technical terminology; but it is good anyway. 

Angharad had just purchased a new bottle of nail varnish in a black colour and offered to paint one of my nails. After slight hesitation my curiosity eventually won and so I offered my little finger nail the chance to lose its' varnish virginity. The result was fantastic, it looked just crazily beautiful on me; so good that I then asked her to paint my thumb nail too. I just think it looks so cool - cool in my mind is being different and not following the masses. Now I always like to stretch the boundaries of perception and acceptability; and I think painting my nails does just that. Personally I don't think it's that big a deal, if a guy wants to paint his nails for whatever reason, then so be it, I do not view it as anything radical - to me it seems quite normal. But the reaction I got from a variety of people around work was bizarre; you would have thought I had just committed some heinous crime. People just stood staring, unable to understand what I had done or why I had done it; I was even labelled sick (go figure) and most of these people actually know me. I did not get one single positive remark which I still do not understand. I was also labelled a goth or emo by various people; why does one single action suddenly make you fit into a generalised pigeonhole? Why does society always deem it necessary to label you to try and understand your actions? I don't know the answers but that is exactly what I like rebelling against; those kind of nonsensical boundaries. 

I also like the self-expression associated with painted nails. It is different and I am quite happy being such; and I think it somehow showcases the femininity within me. I don't mind showing that side of myself within the right company; perhaps work is the wrong place to show such self-expression, hence tomorrow I will purchase some nail varnish remover and come Monday my nails will be paint free. But I think I will also purchase some nail varnish too, the next time I am going out for the night, I may just paint all my nails. I like the look and the confusion it causes.