Showing posts with label Bow Street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bow Street. Show all posts

18 January 2024

Same Prompt One Decade Later Nails: Purple Glitter Dots

Today I am sharing my of the prompt 'purple glitter dots' a decade on from the original which you can see here.


Base Polish | Nails Inc - South Beach
Glitter Polish | Nails Inc - Bow Street

2014 Version;


   

16 September 2015

Swatch: Nails Inc - Bow Street

swatch-nails-inc-bow-street

Colour: Dark Purple
Finish: Fine Glitter
Opacity: Two Coats
Brush Type: Standard
How Much? 10ml

4 September 2014

GOT: Indie

I always seem to forget that A England is an indie brand, the polishes, packaging and service are all up there with shop bought polishes.

nails-nail-art-dotticure-dots-dot-dotting-tool-inc-bow-street-a-england-sleeping-palace-unicorn

Base Polish: Nails Inc - Bow Street
Dot Polish: A England - Sleeping Palace

Dotting Tools
Unicorn Charm

9 June 2014

Nails: Bow Street

Seeing as the base of these nails are Nails Inc Bow Street I couldn't help but add a little bow to the nails!

nails-nail-art-dotticure-dots-dot-dotting-tool-inc-bow-street-a-england-sleeping-palace-3d

Base Polish: Nails Inc - Bow Street
Dot Polish: A England - Sleeping Palace

Dotting Tools
3D Bow

27 January 2014

Nails: Purple Glitter Dotticure

As soon as I got Nails Inc Bow Street I just had to use it, a completely stunning deep purple glitter polish.

nails-nail-art-dotticure-dots-dot-dotting-tool-inc-bow-street-a-england-sleeping-palace

Base Polish: Nails Inc - Bow Street
Dot Polish: A England - Sleeping Palace

Dotting Tools

11 November 2013

Nails: Remembrance Sunday

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.