I doubted your prowess once, but I never will again. I thought, “Surely, there are other polish removers that can do just as good of a job… maybe even better… and more readily available.” But no, I was wrong. So, so wrong. Why did I stray? Why did I try to fix something that wasn’t broken just to save a couple of bucks?
I did not realize how gentle you were on my cuticles and nails and fingers. You never dried them out, but you always took care of business–you removed every last bit of polish without me having to exert much effort. You made my life easy, and I didn’t even realize just how easy! I would have people ask me, “What do you do to your nails? They are so healthy!” and I always answered so cavalierly… “Nothing!” But it was you… all along it was you!
But I did stray, and I discovered how harsh other removers can be. How cruel and cold and unloving! They may remove the polish without much fuss, but they sure do leave a disaster in their wake. Scaly, dried out skin, tortured cuticles, and the harsh scent of chemicals.
My dearest Remove+, you hold my heart, and I’ll stay true to you. Know that you reign supreme in my heart of hearts!