I did love having pretty fingernails, there were times I’d get carried away with nail art, sometimes I’d just have something sparkly. It all depended on my mood when I was seeing the nail technician.
Since the world shut down in March 2020 and I had to scrape the acrylic nails off myself, I realised how bad my own nails were. Weak and papery. But not just that, I realised how much easier life is being able to pick things up with my real nails was and not having to push buttons with my knuckles instead of my finger tips any more.
Then there is the obvious, pushing fingers into cunts without acrylic nails is so much more hygienic and I’m less likely to catch delicate skin. I can graze them over nipples knowing I’m not going to dig too deep. I can scratch peoples back and dig them into skin without fearing I’m going to break their skin.
Likewise, I love being scratched, that feeling of someone being lost in the moment and their primal nature being set free.
I shall leave you with the wise words of the Foo Fighters
Fingernails are pretty
Fingernails are good
Seems that all they ever wanted was a marking
This is a call ~ The Foo Fighters