Hard as Nails

Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
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Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
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Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
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Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail
Alessandra Prabal Sally Hansen Nail

When Emily and I arrived backstage at Prabal Gurung’s show on Saturday morning, we had just starting eyeing the models’ glowy skin (courtesy of MAC’s Cream Color Base in Luna) before we were completely blown away by their nails: clean, save for what looked like fresh drops of blood.

We chased down Tracylee from Sally Hansen to get the scoop, after which she generously (and might I add, expertly, considering it took her all of twenty seconds in the midst of pre-show prep) decorated my right pointer finger to match Prabal’s models. “We’re doing it on a naked nail—there’s no base or anything on it, it’s just completely nude,” Tracylee explained. “I’m applying a color called Angelbite just on the tip, so it looks like your fingers were dipped in blood... like you’ve just scratched some guy's back, like, Grrr. They created the color exclusively for the show; it comes out in the spring.”

Since ITG readers probably don't want to wait until next season, we pressed her on how to achieve the man-scratching look today:

“Sally Hansen Complete Salon Manicure polish has base coat in it, so you don't need to apply one. And I use a striper brush because it’s really skinny—dip it in a deep-red polish and use that bead of paint to make the blood 'drips.' When the polish looks like it’s just about to fall off the brush, place it over the nail just as it drops, and drag the brush to connect the different drops. But keep it loose—I connect the lines and do random drips. It’s supposed to be fun! I think imperfection is interesting.”

Amen! And the nail? I kept it all day. I still have it right now. I feel like Lady Gaga would approve.

—Alessandra Codinha

Ask and you shall receive: Thanks for all the interest! The earring inside my ear is from the beloved Colby (Emily actually has some pretty terrifying footage of the piercing going down that she thankfully has not released into the public sphere), the one through my lobe was bought at a store called Sucre and not only can I not remember who makes them, I lost the other one (a fate which befalls nearly all my earrings, and might be my own personal curse) and have taken to wearing it helter-skelter with random other studs. My sunglasses are vintage Persol's, though this is a similar style. The rings are from my grandmother.