Moving swiftly on from the last post... today I bring you my collection of nail enamel. I bought the glass tray recently in an antique shop in Haworth. Exactly what I have been looking for, it gave me the motivation once I returned home with it, to organise my rather large selection of nail enamel, which were previously residing in my refrigerator. While I still believe that that is probably where they are best kept for longevity, I decided to make them a feature on my bedroom shelves instead. As they still wouldn't all fit on the tray, I chose another china plate from my collection for the overspill. Nail enamel is one of those products that I buy as a treat or if I don't have much money to spend on myself, a new bottle can feel like a small piece of luxury. I change my nail colour often, depending on what I am wearing, my outfits will quite often be styled around the colour on that particular day. I do of course blame my mother for this addiction. When I was a little girl, Saturday night in front of the tv was manicure night. And it was she who taught me how to look after my nails, which I have done ever since. I don't think I have ever had a single day of not wearing a nail colour, even if just a very pale shade, since my very early teens. Somehow, looking down and seeing a pretty colour on my nails just makes me feel better.