I used to love going to the nail salon. Looking back, I think there was always some sort of nostalgia to it. When my dad and I used to hang out when I was younger, the most vivid memories I have are of him taking me shopping, or taking me to get my nails done. Knowing my dad, this likely only happened three to four times during my childhood, but for some reason, it stands out so clearly in my memory. There was something so special about going to the nail salon. It really felt