In this diary entry, The Nail Tech tells the story of Sheila — an unexpected visitor who arrived twice, unannounced, at the Parlour door.

What begins as a chance encounter with an eccentric woman from the tarmac becomes a lesson in divine timing, self-trust, and the mysterious ways the world answers when we finally start listening to our own map.

This is a love letter to the Sheilas of life — the angels with bags and bus passes, who appear exactly when we’re about to doubt ourselves, to remind us that guidance often comes disguised as ordinary conversation, laughter, and nail polish.