Good morning, Internets, and holy shit. Look what I did:
Don't you just love Butter London nail polish? OMG. Love.
Anyway, don't you just hate it when you drop nail polish and it shatters and spills on your god-awful carpet? The carpet that is at least two millennia old, not to mention light blue, but you know your apartment managers will insist on charging you to recarpet the whole damn complex if you don't get it cleaned up? I hate that. I briefly tried to do it myself, with bad results. Now I've called the experts . . . wish me luck.