O.P.I.nion

I usually groom meself.

But my mom’s here and sent me off for some pampering and that’s how I came to be at the salon face-to-face with a poster for the new O.P.I. India Collection.

It must be that my head’s still grappling with all the writing I really ought to be doing because I end up obsessively (and needlessly) parsing the names of the shades. Surely Royal Rajah Ruby is tautological? (Rajahs are by definition royal, no?) And surely Lunch at the Delhi is inauthentic? (It falls short of actually eating in Delhi, it‘s at best a restaurant called “The Delhi,” perhaps with cutesy pun on “deli.“)



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