There Will Be Blood: Crazy-Bad Pedis On Marco Island
Short, straight, smooth, no blood - the latter should not have to be requested. YET I've been to six nail salons on Marco Island, and as I sorta/kinda kid when saying it - I've bled most of the time. For the first time in 30 years, my toes are polish-free for the past three weeks due to an infection received from Modern Nails.
And after posting pics of my post-doctor visit feet on the Modern Nails Facebook page, as well as my own: Crickets.
My first pedi there with Jossalyn was perfection. She said I was an easy client because I told her exactly what I wanted - including a request to skip the touchy-feely leg massage. I asked her to just clip my toenails, not the cuticles, as short as possible without blood, file smoothly and polish. She actually found my 'no blood' request funny. But then again, she's a pro and great at what she does.
A few weeks later, I decided to re-jigger my appointment and drag my houseguest Tracy to Modern Nails with me. Though Joss was booked, the friendly Modern Nails receptionist was able to fit us in with another technician. Tracy, sitting in the chair next to me, laughed when she heard me give my customary 'no blood' spiel to the Joss stand-in tending to my feet.
Not three minutes in - to paraphrase the Oscar-winning, Daniel Day Lewis-starring 2007 flick - there would be blood. And a shiiite-show followed with the technician who wanted me to put my foot back in the tub.
Seriously, how crazy is that? I still remember that ABC News 20/20 segment years ago featuring a woman who had her foot amputated resulting from a pedi-basin filter infection. Shudder...
When I asked for alcohol (rubbing, not booze, which might've calmed me down) and a cotton ball, the technician treating Tracy spilled it all over the place. It got on my shoes, hands, the other foot - everywhere except where I needed it, on the cotton ball.
Why is it so difficult to get a decent and fairly-priced pedi on Marco Island? I've paid $30, $40 $50. Blood, blood, blood.
And then there's the acetone infection from Nail Emporium when, after a 20 minute soaking, they dismissed my request that the shellac had dissolved enough for removal. The next day, my hand looked like Mickey Mouse's: swollen and painful. Lucky to have an RN as my neighbor who treated me with antibiotic ointment and Advil.
I post all this not to be a basher, but as a PSA - and warning - to our FBP snowbird readers. While there's nothing like letting your polish dry smudge-free while wearing flip-flops in our lovely warm weather - not to mention the pleasure of showing off great feet when returning to frigid conditions up north - I recommend leaving the Island and hightailing it to Naples when you need nail pros.
My Naples recos include Philip Douglas, Nail Art and Fingernail Finesse on Fifth, where you should ask for Nancy Zuccaro. My friend Susan, who's always perfectly polished, swears by Nancy Zuccaro, as does Naples Daily News.