I would christen these nails my bad news nails. Like, hurry-up,-you-are-turning-26-years-old-and-you-have-23-days-to-get-that-wisdom-tooth-out-if-you-don't-want-to-empty-your-bank-account nails.
They could also be my we-are-out-of-that-new-book-you-want nails or even there-are-bed-bugs-on-the-N-train nails. But the truth is that no matter how grumpy of a name I want to give these nails, it's impossible to stay grumpy when you have crazy neon colors on your fingers and the cashier at Key Foods is asking for your nail art inspiration.
More things that make staying grumpy impossible: a productive day spent brainstorming international demons for a work project, homemade miso/avocado salad for lunch, and splitting a bottle of wine while watching Maid in Manhattan (the second JLo romcom I have seen this week, for the record.).
Also, perfect? This homemade sewing kit, created by my coworker Rhoda. Mrs. Honaker, my high school Home Ec/English teacher, would have been very impressed.