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Nail Polish Remover!! Kuch bhee mita sakta hay!!

hmm.. YEAH, this is about a bottle of nail polish remover that I decided to carry all the way from Karachi to Dubai.. Had its wonders stopped the day it reached Dubai, I wouldn't have dedicated a whole blog entry just to it.. but you know, its Pakistani material, wonder boy, I must say, not just me, I think my cousins also got the fever.. hehe..

Starting from the beginning, we were at Jinnah International Airport, Karachi.. about 10:30 a.m. moving through the last scrutiny check when I came to know that no cosmetics are allowed in handbags.. dang.. the only thing my handbag consisted of was bangles and a cosmetic kit.. which contained my nail polish remover (npr). Okay.. i took out the cosmetic kit, and lo n behold, it had to come later with the baggage.. sighs.. anywho.. my cosmetic for some stupid reason also contained my funky jewellery.. ((so organised of me to put the two together.. lol..)) one that I specially got for just myself.. well, the big boss remover just ruined it.. somehow, on the way it spilled over the kundun beads, and took them off from the metallic frame.. All that I saw when I opened the kit were some beads that had fallen off the frame.. arghhh..

Then.. yes!!!! then.. this is not all... one day a piece of gum got stuck in someones hair and they were like bring your nail polish remover.. !!!!!! heheh..

And then, lastly.. I was working on the table, working with some sticky material... and it made the table cover too sticky.. you don't have to guess this.. I came up with the npr, and wiped the table clean, spik span.. hehe.. so thats about it..

I think it doesnt remove the nail polish so well.. every time I use it, I have to use it twice to make sure no enamel stays on my nails.. its an all purpose npr.. hehe have fun!!
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Floo said…
kuch bhi mita sakta hai except nailpolish *!!!*
Sat Dec 23, 10:08:00 PM
Karachiite said…
;)... that's the point!!!!
Tue Dec 26, 02:21:00 PM
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