I love poor, much-maligned false nails. Just like I love unflattering shades of lipstick, going braless, and talking loudly about bikini waxes in the workplace. Because I like attention, and I like to be a bit tasteless. What? It’s funny. Lighten up.
The experience of getting yr nailzdid at WAH, a business run by women (mostly) for women where you’re surrounded by retro magazines, Barbies and 90s-grrrl paraphernalia is an east London girl’s dream.