I'd venture to assume that we all know that feeling, when life is acting like a stroppy toddler throwing an irritating temper tentrum, and you know that really it's just a phase. Really it's just an innocent little wide-eyed angel, most of the time. Even so, you can't help but feel that urge to hurt something. Hit something. Do something.
At times like these, the best thing to do is to keep your feelings under control, because even though I don't condone bottling your emotions up, acting on them can create a lot more unnecessary mess than just hurting people in your head.
One thing which always calms me down is some pretty colourful nail polish adorning my nails. Yesterday none of my own selection was really calling me, so I pilfered a lovely deep pink from my mother's nail kit (don't worry, she uses mine all the time...). It's called big spender by essie, which never fails to come up with the most brilliantly amusing names: after sex, bikini with a martini, jumpin junkanoo, steel-ing the scene...
And you know what, every time I felt like I was on the brink of my own temper-tamtrum today, I just gazed down at my divinely lush red-violet nails and imagined myself somewhere abundantly luxurious, throwing cash in the air and schmoozing with all the other big spenders. I, temporarily at least, lost the angry urge. This nail polish is fierce.