I took advantage of my long layover in Seattle to put on the strips, which I'd packed in my carryon. I ran into one small problem in that I'd neglected to bring a scissors to cut them so I could use only one of the two packs. I found that if I was careful, I could fold back the clear top sheet and tear the strip against that edge. It took me a few tries to perfect this technique, so I ended up with shorter pieces for some of my nails than would be ideal, but it wasn't too bad.
Because I was flying on Christmas Day, I wore a festive red and green outfit, and the strips coordinated perfectly.
The strips also went nicely with the sock monkey I brought along to keep me company.
I never did get any photos of these in the sun, because it was decidedly not sunny on the mountain that week. That's okay, because clouds are what the snow comes in and without them, there's no skiing. The lake did peek out from under the clouds sometimes.
It was warm enough that I was able to take my gloves off and not freeze my hands in order to get this daylight shot of the strips and scenery:
All in all, it was a great trip. Here's me grinning on the slopes on Friday; I had the whole run to myself at this point, which made me even happier.
I did fit in some swatching before my trip, so you'll see those photos in coming days (and my nails will appear to have magically grown, because I did the swatching before I trimmed them back in an attempt to avoid breaks from all the stuff I do on vacation that I don't do at home).
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