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I’ve been doing lots of manly stuff like hoisting boxes and assembling various Ikea items lately, so I decided to get back to my girly roots with a manicure and pedicure. I went to The Nail Spa in Berkeley, a small, locally-owned business that is both charming and well-run. Equally importantly (and outside the norm), they sterilize their equipment in an autoclave, which is the only foolproof way to avoid dishing out Hepatitis along with soothing salt scrub. I left with all twenty nails buffed, scrubbed, filed, polished, lotioned, and painted a lovely shade of orchid. Mission accomplished. I have now validated my second X chromosome in a most stereotypical manner.

After my appointment, in a move my car-addicted friends will deem insane, I chose to walk the sixty-seven blocks back home. I did this out of curiosity, to get some exercise, and to avoid having to take out my BART ticket with just-painted nails. The walk ranged from borderline sketchy to up-and-coming yuppie, with a healthy dose of hipster on the side. For other crazy walking-prone people, I would recommend it only in broad daylight and (obviously) not on a rainy day. The highlight was stopping at aforementioned rad business Mama Buzz for an excellent cup of iced coffee.

If you’re within walking (or driving or BART-ing) distance of Berkeley and want a good, disease-free manicure, check out The Nail Spa. If you go more than once, the owner will greet you by name.

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    sanjay said,

    August 14, 2006 @ 8:09 pm

    did you see that story about some lady that got a disease from a pedicure and died? i wonder if they had an autoclave?

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