Descriptive Essay

Descriptive essay
Eng- 111
17, September 2010 Upon opening my eyes as I wake up I stretch while taking a glance at the cursing clock that seems to hate me. I call my clock that because every day it seems as if it wants to wake me up at a later time each day. Than as my thoughts start to gather I realize that it’s the weekend, which means I can finally relax. I told myself that once the weekend comes I need to go get my nails done and finally relax and release all the stress and tension. In my mind a day of relaxation is a day at the salon where you walk in and seem to be all smiles, even with knowing that there is the most numbing smell and the extensive and prolonged filing that the nail artists seems to do. So my day began when I walk through the door of the salon I receive a warm welcoming from the usual employees. It seems as if I could be having a bad day and then having someone greet you with a smile can turn your frown upside down, just as fast as the moon sets and the sun starts to rise. Nothing is better than having someone actually wanting to be nice to me. Not only did they greet me with a warm smile but as I waited as they finished other customers nails they set me down with a couple magazines to make the time fly by. Along with the welcoming greeting that I received I could not help but smell the aroma of alcohol from the nail polish remover and nail polish. It’s almost as if it was burning my nose and taking my breath away. As time went by the smell of polish of course became more bearable for my nose to take. Than the smell of lotions that were being messaged could be smelled through out the store. This made my sense of smell almost feel tricked because at one moment my nose felt it was burning than the cooling sensations of the lotions made my nose feel somewhat perfectly fine. It finally became time for it to be my turn to get my nails done. While I stood up and sat in the chair I got to dip my hands in the remover and get all the colors removed from my fingers, my nose began to burn again but having my hands and nails messaged during the burning took it all away. While she began to cut and file away I could feel the light abrasions that were applied to my nails. Sometimes I could feel the slight cut to my skin like a little pinch. As I came across the colors of dull polish or florescent extravagant polish I thought about the mood that I would want and a color that seemed to explain me. I am a pretty mellow person but I love bright colors that are noticeable so I picked a bright pink for my fingernails and toenails. So as I got my fingernails finished I got the most amazing pedicure of my life. If anything can make a persons day it’s that great messaging chair and the little tub of hot water to place your feet. After the great scrubbing I began to feel the lotions put on and than soon after the nail polish on my toes. This made for a great relaxing hour and put my day right into place. In conclusion after all the unusual senses I that I experienced during my appointment it made me realize that I am so thankful I can feel and smell the great things that life provides for us. I know that my appointment always makes me feel relaxed and ready for anything even with all the weird smells and all pricks to the skin but what makes the day better is the warm and comforting welcome I receive from another person. These are my experiences and the way I feel about a nail appointment