Nursing the ailments of a late night out with some complimentary Starbucks (pays to have a wo-man on the inside!) my friends and I began discussing the hideous condition of our feet and making plans to remedy. All it took was a glance up from our lattes, and we saw it: the Hollywood Nails sign; the $35 Mani-Pedi sign; the 10% all services sign. DING DING DING DING.
We went in and requested an appointment so all three of us could get our services done at the same time; we returned at the time of our appointment to see that all chairs were full, and they took us in one at a time. So much for the appointment, but there was some overlap and the three of us got to sit next to eachother in uncomfortable massage chairs reading awful magazines.
My pedicurist was clearly not having a good day, and spent a while hiding in the back before she finally came out to seat me. She worked quietly, breaking the silence only once to roll her eyes skyward and let out a huge sigh --hey, lady, my feet aren't THAT bad! She also argued with me about my thumbnail, refusing to cut it how wanted it. I have to give her credit though--she literally CREATED a pinky toe nail for me!
Her mood improved drastically when she sliced me and I told her not to worry about it ... she even lied to me with great enthusiasm that I had great nail beds!
My toes looked excellent and are actually still in tact a month later. Great price, and I now have TEN toe nails instead of eight! What a deal, I'll be back.