Manicures are not for the faint of heart.

I got one this past Friday, and I had to sit facing Arnold Schwarzenegger the whole time.

Okay, okay, so he wasn’t “the” Arnold Schwarzenegger. But he was a super buff dude who did nails and hair, he said, for the small price of $75.

I happened to have $75 on hand, and I had promised my mother that I’d get myself a manicure for her birthday.

You would think my mother would prefer that she get a manicure for her birthday, but then you don’t know my mother.

So I ended up sitting with my fingers splayed while Mr. Schwarzenegger (I suppose I should call him that) wrapped a blisteringly hot towel around my hands.

I barely had time to react. I gritted my teeth and faced the onslaught like a true champion.

After the hot towel came the moisturizer.

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