Saturday, May 23, 2009


Neither my mom or I had ever been for a pedicure before.

I've been wanting to get one for a while. Mom decided she'd like to have pretty toes since she's heading overseas to Africa with Dad this week for the next three weeks, and will be wearing sandals fairly constantly.

So, for mother's day I told mom I'd take her for a pedicure. I laughed pretty hard when I discovered that she was wanting to pay for mine, and I was wanting to pay for hers.

We spent a fun 45 minutes or so having our feet and legs pampered, and my results are below. (Mom's were the same color, but without the design, since she wanted something that would wear well, and wouldn't make her look like a super-flashy stuck up North American.)