I have a longstanding love-hate relationship with nail polish. On one hand (ha), I enjoy the thrill of being able to change the color whenever I please. On the other hand, I loathe the globs of paint, uneven lines and pillow smooshing that inevitably happens. I should note here that I am extremely particular about my nails. I am rarely without a mani, but I’d rather have bare tips than streaky polish.
So when I met with Sarah Tuttle, the founder of Olive and June (aka nail royalty on the West Coast), and she told me they were getting ready to launch polishes, I was excited (have you seen their stickers?) but still a bit skeptical.
I mean, haven’t I tried them all at this point? Five-dollar bottles, (gulp) $50 bottles, short and wide brushes, long and slender ones, nontoxic and even spray-on formulas—I don’t claim to know everything, but this is one topic I am well-versed in. I started painting my nails as soon as I could get my mom to buy me polish (around age eight), so my research spans decades.
A set of six polishes arrived last week. The packaging was clean and minimalist; the colors, a range of muted neutrals. I sat down at the kitchen table, looked through the shades once more and decided on "Mandy," a pleasant peachy-pink that’s named after Mandy Moore. (Btw, who else wants a polish named after them? Dreams.)