While trying to find a nail salon to take my friend's mom to for her birthday, we pondered where would be a good place. Her normal place where she "loves her little girls there" was too far, and we w... Read More
While trying to find a nail salon to take my friend's mom to for her birthday, we pondered where would be a good place. Her normal place where she "loves her little girls there" was too far, and we weren't really familiar with the area otherwise. My friend recommended that we go to Walmart. ...Walmart? For a mani-pedi? Lord forgive my disbelief as I once again have underestimated the Walmarts of the South. See, in northern California where i originally hail from, Walmarts are considered evil, but even if you must go, it's nothing more than a dirty, bad employment policy kind of a Target. However,this particular Walmart, I discovered as I walked in (in slack jawed awe, i might add) was replete with not only a nail salon, but a hair salon, a portrait studio, and a finance center. But i digress. This nail salon apparently is typical of Texas, I've been told. All Vietnamese staff, all speaking Vietnamese, and random bottles filled with ambiguous liquids, vaguely labeled of course. My favorite part is when I walked in, my pedicurist asked me if i wanted a manicure, to which i said no. She took a look at my face and with disapproving eyes and said, "how about your eyebrows?" ouch. she also managed to bully me into getting a deluxe (vs. a classic) pedicure, citing the sad state of my heels and toes. it was very impressive! in the end, i got my toes painted and look very pretty, my legs and feet were very soft and exfoliated and i was $30 short. worth it? probably not. especially after that zing on my eyebrows. Read Less