We went to get our nails done the other day. I thought it would be a nice treat for my girls to start off the summer. Of course I couldn’t help reminding them that I never had a manicure, let alone a pedicure until I was in my 20’s, had graduated from college and had a job. I left out the part that the opportunity had never arisen in my suburban Southern California childhood or adolescence. I’m pretty sure I would have jumped on it in a flash if it had.
I’ve noticed that every time I do go to one of our local nail shops lately that there is a man in one of the big spa chairs along the wall enjoying a pedicure. I don’t blame them. This is not just a girl thing. They can skip the polish and the sparkles and stick to the cleaning and massage. It is a pleasure to be groomed.
My younger girl noticed their presence as well. That’s when she coined a new phrase: “A manly-pedi.” I thought it was so great that I had to share it here. I think that one of these shops should put it as a special item on their list of services along with the mani pedi combo.
Being Jewish in Hawaii 