July 1st, 2016, My daughter and I went on a day trip to Half Moon Bay in Silicon Valley and I picked up a story about nail polish.
At noon on the trip, we stopped by a restaurant on the ocean side for lunch.
After sitting down, I immediately noticed an older couple who was seated diagonally from us, because the restaurant was quiet with very fewer diners.
The silver haired older woman’s shoulder carried a bright colored small fabric purse which seemed to show the fashionable tastes of its owner. Before the main course, the older woman ordered a light-colored cocktail and the older man ordered a glass of red wine. I could not resist looking at the elegant older woman and the light-colored cocktail she held in a raised hand made a strong contrast against her bright red nail polish which was directly in my line of sight. She slowly sipped at the cocktail and her bright red nail polish was enhanced by the light-colored cocktail and her bright silver hair. I felt her possessed life-enriching elegance and beauty.
Later, I looked at my daughter who sat face-to-face with me, I saw her fingers, with her own colorful nail polish, quickly picking up French fries from her plate. My daughter’s colorful nail polish let me feel the brilliant beauty brought by youth. Thanks to the older woman who sat diagonally from us, my appreciation for beauty was awakened during lunch. I took a picture of my daughter’s fingernails alongside the delicious fish and chips meal.
Actually, my daughter did her nail polish in the morning, right after we decided to go to beach.
While painting her own nails, she also asked: “Mommy, do you want me to paint your nails?”
I said: “No, I have no time. I am busy packing water, sun lotion, jackets … “
When we arrived at Half Moon beach, I took a close-up photo of her hands right as we reached the beach.
Pretty nail polish has the same beauty, whether its hands are picking up fries or holding a cocktail glass.
One needs good spirits and spare time to be able to properly appreciate beauty.