L recently reached a new pinnacle of radiant adornment with a mere dab or two of nail polish. In an instant our little Eliza Doolittle was transformed from common gutter snipe to societal superstar.
"The glows of rose stay mainly on the toes."
Of course our son N wanted in on the action, too. He was suffered a tiny dab on one toenail. It seemed to meet his needs.
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