Met up with Irene after work yesterday and got our nails done at La Posh. We had gotten the deal off Groupon, and I must say the service was bad, and our nails were badly painted.
The Pedicurist had a fucked up attitude and couldn't be much bothered when she botched up our toe colours. She even got Irene's colour wrong! But the bad lighting of the outlet made it difficult for us to discern the colour.
UGHS.
In a usual Classic Mani and Pedi package, dead skin removal and scraping of nails after filing are standard SOP, as well as the application of cuticle oil after our nail colors are surface dry.
But in La Posh, our dead skins were not removed, nails were not scraped at all, leaving filed nail edges dangling with remnant nail filings and dirt and Irene had to remind the apathetic manicurist to apply cuticle oil for us. WTF.
I'm never returning there ever again!
Walked to Clark Quay after that, and we had a sudden craving for pasta at Waraku even though we'd just had dinner at The Soup Spoon 2 hours ago.
=/
We each had a Half and Half set, and gobbled it all down. =p
Then Wendy came, and we chatted by the Singapore Longkang. Two Japanese guys tried to chat us up and get us to go for drinks and dinner with them, but we declined, cuz it was so fucking weird!
Decided to adjourn to Clark Quay's Coffee Club for drinks because the noise was just not conducive for chatting.
Got tempted by the Quesadillas, and gobbled everything up even though it was pretty spicy and I could feel my lips swell. (I'm not a chilli fan.)
Hung out till 1am, and cabbed home.
EMO EMO EMO EMO.
I keep thinking that I'll die at 24. =/
No comments:
Post a Comment