I got a pedicure yesterday, and right now my feet are clean and lovely and my toes are painted hooker red. I'm not wearing sandals, though, which might make the pedicure seem wasted and the bright polish pointless. But my shiny red toes are like a secret that makes me smile every time I remember it's there. I just slip a foot out of its shoe under my desk for a moment, wiggle my toes, and instantly feel happier.
It's like wearing expensive sexy lingerie during the day...no one knows it's there except you. It's being an exhibitionist without an audience; or an exhibitionist with an exclusive audience of one - the exhibitionist flaunting herself to herself.
In any case, my hidden display has been a little wellspring of delight that I can tap into whenever I feel myself starting to worry or inwardly grumble. It's good to know I've found a new pick-me-up, and that it only costs 3.99 at CVS.