I want to nail it.

The New York Times did a ridiculous article on the intentionally chipped nails of socialites a little while ago. While this is exactly the type of journalism that makes me wonder what's wrong with humanity, I have to admit that I have been obsessing over the nail color in the below photo ever since.

I know, I know. There is barely any color there to go in search of, but it's been weeks and I'm still combing the aisles of Duane Reade hoping it will pop up. Something about the baby-coral-pink-oranginess of it makes me flutter. And the giant ring makes me happy too.

On another Times note, check out the red hot nerd porn they published today:

His suspenders are down around his elbows. Hhhhhhhot!