Three weeks after the event, I still had my wedding manicure – peeling and rather terrible-looking. After spending ten minutes trying to scrub off the nail polish remnants on one nail (that nail polish must have been super strength or something), I decided it was worth seeking professional help.

I checked out Jay Nails, in the West Village. I’d passed the place frequently on my way to work and found the decor, with its calming earth tones, appealing. There was no wait – they went to work on my nails right away, while I happily watched the news on their flat screen TVs. I was rather surprised when the establishment’s very pink clock came alive on the hour, changing into a flower and playing a childish melody – an odd choice for a nail salon. But they were finished in not more than 10 minutes. And despite the quickness, my manicure looked great. Definitely worth the reasonable price of $9.