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Nail Polish Upgrade

My glamorous friend Esperanzita alerted me to this Zoya nail polish exchange going on until the end of June. Fellow bloggers and writers, look down! How do your nails look against that keyboard today? :)

I've always been a little skeeved out by the incredibly toxic smell of nail polish, with good reason. I like a cute mani-pedi, but certain polish ingredients have been linked to cancer, birth defects, and other toxic effects. But now there's Zoya! This polish is made with fewer harmful chemicals, AND it's won an award for being the most long-lasting polish.

The catch? It's a bit pricey at $7 a bottle. But with this exchange program, you can send in your old nail polish (even if there's nothing but a little crust inside the bottle), and Zoya will take care of the hazardous waste disposal and replace each one with a "free" brand new Zoya polish--you pick the colors. Of course, there is a fee of $3.50 per bottle, and the shipping is on you.

I just got back from the post office from mailing in 17 yucky old bottles of nail polish. I'll have to pay Zoya $59.50 for recycling, plus I paid just over $6 for shipping. Still, the total comes out to less than $4 a bottle for 17 brand spankin' new polishes that are far less toxic and much more ecologically responsible. What a deal!

This comes at a perfect time, when I am detoxing the house as Mr. G and I try to make a baby G... I want to have a healthy, safe home and be a hot mama at the same time, so I've been stocking up on paraben-free bath and beauty products and giving up coffee, tea, and wine so I can give away my leftover tooth whitening strips. My new Zoya nail polish collection will be a fun package to receive in the mail soon.

Do you have a bunch of lumpy old nail polishes laying around? Check out the exchange!


  1. Very cool. I sent the link to my daughter. She's got a ton of nail polish she could replace. And good luck the baby making. :)

  2. Great that stuff like that is finally coming onto the market. Unfortunately, I don't think that exchange offer extends to europe... : (

    And good luck with the mini G!

  3. Wow! I don't use much nail polish at all. That's cool that you're detoxing everything, even yourself! I think when I hit the "nesting" stage of my pregnancy I thought I was going to go crazy. Moving the fridge to clean underneath it when I was 7 months pregnant was not a wise thing to do...

  4. Mr. G cannot wait until I start nesting. The more he learns about pregnancy, the more he's into it. "You mean your boobs will get bigger and you'll have an uncontrollable urge to clean everything?" I've won him over.

    Tessa: There must be a similar product in Europe. I know that the laws for consumer products in most European countries are stricter than ours anyway. For example, YOUR Barbies and Dora the Explorer figurines can't contain lead and arsenic, but ours can. Boo. I feel like I'll need to be extra chemical-vigilant as a mother living in the U.S.

  5. Hahaha! Just don't tell him that your personality will change (and not in a good way), that you won't want him touching those boobs (or probably any part of you) for about 2 YEARS (if you're nursing), and that when the baby's born neither of you will sleep for 3 months.

    Of course, it is all worth it. :)

  6. how fabulous!! thanks for sharing the link :D :D

  7. YOU'RE WELCOME! (As you would say, Tahereh!)

    Lady G: We are trying to mentally prepare for the drama. Also, we are trying to prepare for the reality that our jobs will only give us up to three weeks paid leave. My job will give me a little more time unpaid. I was actually asked, "Would you WANT more than that?"

    Tessa: How I envy you living in Europe. I know things aren't all perfect over there, but you have less toxic junk in your products and more parental leave. How very civilised.

  8. Oh, you're still going to work? Wow! I could never have done that, but I also had a very hard time with post partum depression. Although it might have been nice to hand the baby off to someone for a few hours while I went to work and got a break!


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