I know I'm way late to the Thanksgiving color party. Things are sometimes just flat beyond my control. But here is what I wore anyways, which is a lovely color that even I have to confess is an Autumn color, and you should know by now that I pretty much eschew limiting colors to seasons.
Harvest moon is an orange, but it's more..a brass. It's a little bronzey but really...it reminds me of trumpets from high school band. The ones the kids never cleaned.
Which makes it sound SO lovely, doesn't it?
See what I mean about the color? It's not really bronze or gold...it's brass. But it's pretty. It has those little shimmer particles in it that I love love love.
It's exhibiting some tip wear, some chips, but nothing major and nothing that couldn't be repaired. Being a true polish hound, I took this off simply because it was making me antsy to wear the same color so long. What a dork, right? But you're reading this so you probably feel the same way. We can't help it. It's what being addicted is all about.
I think this was part of the Hunger Games collection? I don't know? I couldn't have been less into that whole phenomena. Well...I was less interested in Twilight, I guess.