Bloom Nails Highland Park Novels & Stories

I didn't want to go, but Fleur and Cora insisted, well basically dragged me there. Cora trimmed her brows and did whole body waxing, Fleur colored her hair. I trimmed my hair and did a hydration treatment for them. We head to our next destination, the nail salon. We did our nails. Cora did beautiful rainbow acrylic nails, while Fleur kept it natural. I didn't like anything. "Come one Ava," Cora whined. "I don't like anything here," I pouted. "Ma'am you can also customize your nail art," the worker said.

Brooke's pov I felt like a newborn baby. We went to the hair salon where I got a hair trim and some color I decided to dye my hair platinum blonde. My fingernails and toenails were fabulous with black and silver and my skin was refreshed thanks to a day out with all the girls. We had hit the spa to spoil ourselves courtesy of my husband.

I hugged her, "girl you won't be able to stay away from that baby and your husband for that long. Thank you so much for the hair. I'm going to have to come back every couple of months for a touch-up." Sarah laughed, "please, I know ya'll bitches will be cheating on me." Brooke cut her eyes at Sarah, "I wish you could make graduation tomorrow but we understand." Sarah's sister was graduating from nursing school a couple of towns away. Leaving Sarah we went to the next town over and got our nails done. I usually didn't bother with such things, my nails grew well enough on their own but I wanted some French tips on my toes. I ended up getting some pale pink nails. I liked simple, that was just

The atmosphere in the boutique salon was serene, with soft music playing in the background and the gentle hum of conversation from other clients creating a soothing backdrop. My nails, meticulously shaped into perfect almond forms, were a true work of art. The length was just right, neither too long to hinder practical tasks nor too short to lack elegance. The base color, a soft and translucent nude, served as a sophisticated foundation that enhanced the intricate designs layered on top.

"When can you go?" She goes in May — the best month in the Scottish Highlands, which she learns immediately upon arriving in the glen where the distillery sits: the heather not yet in bloom but the hillsides the specific green that only exists in places where it rains enough and the light is horizontal enough, and the geography is old enough to have developed its own relationship with the sky.

A pregnant woman like her wasn't suited for a manicure. The duo sat down in the nail salon and a pungent smell of perfume wafted their noses. It was so strong that it was repulsive. Pinching her nose, Mia looked across her shoulder to see a familiar person. She knew that it wasn't common for someone to wear so much perfume. It was Shelly! Shelly's high heels clicked as she approached the duo. She sneered, "Mia, do you know how much it costs to get your nails done here? If you can't afford it, don't even try to step foot into the place. It's not a place for you."

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

She smiles at me, and I nod in understanding. Heaven, Sienna, and Tatum would be with him and Mama Mari. It’s good Ahren is here, as he stresses his dad out a lot. “Don’t worry, you have Liam as your date,” Raihana says as she places the bottle of glitter in my hand and ushers Delsanra out the door. I sit down again, looking at the nails Delsanra had done for me earlier. I smile happily at the design I had selected. All my nails are either painted a gold, or a dusky pink with a sprinkle of glitter and crystals.

Shane handles deliveries and customer service, while Ava is our floral designer and social media coordinator. Shane is at the front desk, a man in his late forties walks in, and Shane beams at him. “Welcome to Petals and Bloom! How can I help you today?” “I’d like a classic red rose arrangement mixed with tulips, please,” the man replies. “Okay, coming right up!” Shane says, quickly passing the order to Ava. Within minutes, Ava has the arrangement ready. She expertly combines the rich red roses and vibrant tulips, her hands moving swiftly and skillfully.

My stubborn streak was a mile wide. There had been a flurry of activity when I first arrived at Stearns and Wilkes, but once I'd answered the calls, greeted the few people who stopped by to pick things up or drop them off, I was finally able to focus on my pitiful nails. I cut them all down to match the broken length, filed them, and buffed them until they were perfect, and then dug the OPI, "Pen & Pink," from my bag.