Turning Thirty
By Shawna Jeanne
At three in the afternoon, Lisa Keenan stretched out on a lounge chair on the back patio, flipping through the latest issue of Cosmo as she waited for the polish on her toenails to dry. She’d been inspired by all those cool pictures she’d seen on i********: lately, and spent the last hour trying to follow a tutorial on creating a gradient. Now her toes were splayed apart with foam separators so the polish wouldn’t smear, and she wasn’t quite sure she really liked the effect. The light pink at the base looked perfect against her skin—her tan had faded over the winter, and it wasn’t yet warm enough to actually lay out to soak up the sun, and the pale color made her skin look dusky. But the blue tips were a little odd. She wasn’t sure how she felt about blue
