So much so, we wrote a poem about it.
Guys! Winter has left the fucking building. Bring on the back-to-back-to-back patios, park picnics, rosé…and ALL the ice cream. What better way to welcome in the warmer weather, than with a fresh manicure (c/o Tips Nail Bar) and some towering, totally gluttonous cones from all that is holy in the world of ice cream, Sweet Jesus. Are we right? Just because we’re celebrating, we thought we’d spell out all of spring’s best shades in a few little poems, too. Enjoy.
One can be with the most
Mates will be
I want those :nail_care:
In the squad