'Eiffel for this color'- OPI

Today, I was challenged by my dear friend, Katelyn, to blog about my nail polish collection. I texted her this afternoon to tell her of my recent purchases, and she directed me to her most recent blog post. Well ma'am here's what you asked for. To start off, let's just say that I can equate my nail polish collection to my book collection...it might even rival my book collection (re: Favorite Things blog post). A little scary right, especially for the pocket book.

 Well here it is in all of its glory

I really should invest in a better container to keep such a valuable collection...the bag cannot zip closed anymore. Either an occasion to find a new bag, or a sign to stop buying nail polish. What do you think?

Before I send all of you spend-thrifts into a tizzy lecturing me about the economy, let me explain myself and the reason for the enormity of my collection. Ulta, the beauty supply store, runs a special on every 2nd Tuesday of the month (or something ridiculous like that) where you can buy two and get one free. Let's just say, I've attended many 2nd Tuesday events at Ulta. Soooo basically every third nail polish that I own was free, and a few were given as presents...Yeah, I know, still sounds bad. Hmmm, nail polish, books, and don't even get me started on coffee....I need to reevaluate my spending habits.
Now enough negativity and excuses. Seriously who knew buying nail polish could be an interesting investment. The names from OPI are enough to intrigue any willing purchaser. My favorites include: We'll always have Paris, You don't know Jacques, and Glitzerland. Strangely enough, there seems to be a trend. I think I buy them as much for their names as for their color...and their connection to my favorite places.

Due to my keen memory, I can spot an OPI color and name it on command. Think they have a career in such a thing? A necessary talent, right? Ok, well I can apply my memorizing ability to other things too. I also have a knack for remembering outfits and to which occasion it was worn from years ago...one of my quite necessary talents, and the reason I was a successful art history student. Memorizing works of art was the same as remembering what Catherine wore to LSU's homecoming game our junior year. Nail polish might not be as important, but it does complete an outfit, portray a certain image, and represent your personality. From the green nail polish that shocks your grandmother to your pristine and prim manicure for the job interview, it's the vital completion to an outfit.
Well there you have it folks...another reason I should declare myself a shopaholic.