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| - Some friends hold interventions for loved ones that have problems with addiction, mine held me one when my fingernail situation got (pardon the pun) way out of hand.
I took the ten-minute trek from my house to the Nail Boutique, which was closely researched by my most neurotic pal for cleanliness. And the place was impeccably clean, right down to the individual box they assign to each client who comes in for a pedicure. My hands were so unkempt I actually thought they would kick me out, but they welcomed me with open arms, sparkling cuticle clippers, and a vibrating massage chair to their salon.
While I was there, I spared my friends from having to give me another kind of intervention and I had a brow and bikini wax. The process was quick, as pain-free as possible, and most importantly, thorough. I was very happy when I left and the whole ordeal was relatively inexpensive, but then again, what is money when you're doing something for your friends?
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