That's what I told the postman when he looked at me as though I was nuts.
I also wanted to tell him that it's not only just a color, it's only a texture, and it's only a temporary covering. So what if the color is bright red on my nails, and the textures consist of me being in full on dress mode.
He's the friggin' mailman for crying out loud. This is my house, and my land, and my friggin' mailbox.
I wanted to tell him to eat a root, but my better instincts got the better of me. I just said have a good day.
Have a good day!