The days I am not in the kitchen are the brief moments I can get out of my chef’s uniform and transform back into femininity. I can put my hair down, put on something more flattering, slip into my heels, and feel like a girl again. I can even wear nail polish!
Being able to paint my fingernails is a luxury I used to take for granted. I don’t get to enjoy polished fingernails anymore since that, along with having long or fake nails, is forbidden in the professional kitchen. Personally, I have never been a fan of long or fake nails. I think they can become unsanitary and I just don’t like how they feel. Long nails make it difficult to do a lot of things, such as opening soda cans or being able to wear gloves. And the only time I have experimented with fake nails was back in elementary school, with the then popular Lee Press-on Nails (you will know what I’m talking about if you grew up in the 1980’s).
I adore pastel colors around springtime. They are so fitting with the season. I thought about painting my nails pastel blue or pastel pink, but I decided to go with pastel green, in the spirit of Saint Patrick’s Day. Of course, I will need to remove the nail polish before I go back to work tomorrow (sad). But for the brief moment, I get to indulge in a luxury I can only enjoy for a day or two.