My Dadu (grandfather)...was my best friend. The kinda best friend who'd pick out the bones from the trickiest piece of fish before sitting down to eat himself...the kinda best friend who'd scoop out the largest prawns from his own portion onto my plate "just cos"...the kinda best friend who'd listen to me rave and rant about any myriad of topics...the kinda best friend who'd sympathize with cramps and bring painkillers and sugary comfort...the kinda best friend who thought nothing of helping tote a heavy purse or a broken shoe...the kinda best friend who'd go off to buy monthly groceries and happen upon a pretty nail polish which he thought I would like. Yeah...he was THAT kinda best friend. It's not surprising then that 10 years have passed but not a day goes by that he doesn't cross my mind. It's his birthday today...what would have been his 85th. And that's a picture of him above, dressed for a wedding before I was even born, dressed how I'd always imagined he would be on the day I myself became a bride, clad in traditional Indian red-and-gold finery, with the perfect red polish to match! I have yet to be a bride and he'll never have the chance to give me away...but today, I choose to set aside all the regrets, even through my tears, and celebrate him with Strawberry Cheesecake (he loved sweet things as much as I do) and the perfect red mani (his favorite color on me).
For this year's tribute, I chose OPI Smitten with Mittens, a gorgeous, perfect red with gold shimmer--a color he would have totally approved of. I won't go on about this color tonight, since my heart, despite all my efforts, is heavy. All I know is that this polish is coveted for a reason--it goes on smooth as the finest bridal silk and needs nothing but a thin layer of topcoat to make it perfectly glossy.
It's the very perfect red in my collection and perfect way to celebrate the life of a man who will always mean so much to me. I love you, KKC. This one's for you!
Til next time,