Grinch Nails 🎄💅🏼 // used: “Snow Me White”, “Sugar Rush”, “Holiday Rebel”, “No Text Red” and “Unicorn” by Sinfulcolors Professional, “Coachella Dweller” by ORLY, acrylic paint for details, loose glitter from Skyline Beauty Supply, HK Girl topcoat by Glisten & Glow, and Young Nails acrylic products ✨
And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say that the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day! And then the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus two!
Welcome Christmas. Bring your cheer, cheer to all Whos, far and near. Christmas Day is in our grasp so long as we have hands to grasp. Christmas Day will always be just as long as we have we. Welcome Christmas while we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.
He road into Whoville. He brought back their toys. He brought back their floof to the Who girls and boys. He brought back their snoof and their tringlers and fuzzles, brought back their pantookas, their dafflers and wuzzles. He brought everything back, all the food for the feast! And he, he himself, the Grinch carved the roast beast!
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow. It started in low, then it started to grow. But this sound wasn’t sad! Why, this sound sounded glad! Every who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, was singing without any presents at all!
He hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming! It came! Somehow or other, it came just the same!
“I know just what to do” The Grinch laughed in his throat. “I’ll make a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat.” And he chuckled and clucked, “What a great Grinchy trick! With this coat and this hat, I’ll look just like Saint Nick!”
Then he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks on a ramshackle sleigh and he whistled for Max. Then the Grinch said “Giddyap!” and the sleigh started down toward the homes where the Whos lay a-snooze in their town.
It was quarter of dawn. All the Whos still a-bed, all the Whos still a-snooze, when he packed up his sled, packed it up with their presents, their ribbons, their wrappings, their snoof and their fuzzles, their tringlers and trappings! Ten thousand feet up, up the side of Mount Crumpet, he rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!
But, whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood there on Christmas Eve hating the Whos. Staring down from his cave, with a sour grinchy frown, at the warm, lighted windows below in their town
“Pooh-pooh to the Whos!” he was grinchily humming. “They’re finding out now that no Christmas is coming! They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do! Their mouths will hang open a minute or two then the Whos down in Whoville will all cry boo-hoo! “That’s a noise,” grinned the Grinch, “that I simply must hear!” He paused, and the Grinch put a hand to his ear. And he did hear a sound rising over the snow. It started in low, then it started to grow.