These four day weekends just don't last long enough if you ask me.  And there certainly aren't enough of them in the year.  And potentially, I don't make enough of them when they do come around...
I started the weekend with too much beer to aid weight loss and I have only done one session on the home gym.  And a friend who came to visit had her bag stolen in the pub.  So from those perspectives it was not such a good weekend.
Today things got a little exciting though when I decided out of the blue that I would go for a manicure.  Manicures are not a regular occurence for me.  I thought it would be nice to go with my sisters before the wedding and I had seen a place that does them for twelve bargain pounds - woo hoo. 
So I figured it would be necessary to check the place out first.  We don't want to end up at the wedding with jagged nails and polish all over our cuticles - I mean, let's get some perspective here, that would simply be a disaster of epic proportions.  I'm not sure I could ever get over uneven nail varnish - which I think you'll agree, in the grand scheme of things is pretty damn important...  (Ok, ok, I was just a little lacking in occupation today and figured it would take up half an hour or so).
I got to the road the shop was on and started wandering down it slightly absent-mindedly, wondering why one of the shops had piled a load of comfortable looking black leather chairs outside.  Junk shop, I concluded.  It wasn't until after I had walked passed that I registered the the sign above the shop actually said "Vegas Nails" (come on - what sort of classiness did you expect for £12 in London?).
Disaster.  It has closed down.  Or, not disaster, they might just be refurbishing it...
I decided there was nothing else for it than to go hunting for another nail salon of comparable price at a comparable distance from home.  My search started off pretty poor, until I came across "HQ The Beauty" (yes, that way around).  There were a couple of ladies having their nails done in there, so the nail beautifier gave me a "Gift Voucher", which, when opened, is actually thier price list.  Which is where things started getting a little fruity.
An Express Manicure will set you back £15, a Deluxe Manicure, £20, whilst a Manicure with French/American Man will set you back £19.  Good heavens.  For a pound less than a Deluxe Manicure, you get a French or American Man!  It seems that something other than nail care is going on here. 
Is this really appropriate for my wedding day manicure?  And if so, which do I go for?  French or American Man?  And why is the pedicure only offered with a French Man?  Is it because Americans are not as open minded and simply won't take part in any sort of foot exploits?
But really, the big question is - if you get a French/American Man for £19, what do you get for the Deluxe Manicure at £20?
 
 
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