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DIY canna-cure inspired cannabis-infused manicure

Big time beauty editors keep writing about this new sexy canna experience in recreational C.A. It’s the greatest thing of every stoner girl’s dreams: a cannabis (well, CBD) infused spa experience!

Posh nail salon Bellacures has jumped on the CBD bandwagon introducing the Canna-Cure service in their Los Angeles outposts. Launching Nov. 1, the Canna-Cure will be available to anyone who loves a good CBD scrub, bath bomb and lotion worked into their usual mani-pedi routine. – Hollywood Reporter

Editors from Refinery29, Fashionista, Us Weekly etc all went and had this done, and they said it was like SO fabulous and controversial, and they loved it and felt chill.

But what if you live in a prohibition-affected state? how are you to feel truly beautiful and cannabis-infused?!

You’ll feel like you just remembered you have some kief left when you try my DIY canna-cure inspired cannabis-infused manicure!!1 This easy DIY project takes only a short undetermined time that might be spread out over several hours not long! Plus you can do it at home. -angel emoji-

DIY canna-cure inspired cannabis-infused manicure

prep time: ~10 min  —  skill level: can pack a bowl and paint your nails, separately

materials needed:

  • dry flower in your fave strain
  • your pipe
  • sexy nail polish
  • clear top coat (duh)


  1. clip, file, and buff your nails until they are somewhat uniform and aren’t gonna actually cut someone (unless that’s what you’re going for). drag across your own skin to check for snag potential.
  2. apply 1-2 coats of your favorite nail polish shade.

here it’s china glaze reggae to riches

3. blow on them for a little bit. complain to your roommate that now your nails are wet and you’re useless. maybe he will help out and make you a drink!

4. kinda forget about your nails. they’re mostly dry! decide to pack a bowl of G6. you already had some in your grinder – thank you, past self.

5. a few pinches in, remember that your nails were kinda wet. there is now bud stuck to your manicure. yes, that shit is all over your thumb nail.

6. brush off the dry herb and accept that your thumb nail will need to be redone.

7. nothing much you can do about that now, so might as well take another hit with cannabis stuck to your nail polish.

8. apply your top coat. move to C.A.

disclaimer: sticking bud to your nails has absolutely no psychoactive or physical effect whatsoever, besides wasting your shit.

be sure to check out my last canna craft: diy cannabis container. it’s equally as useful!

dabbing 101: how to dab without a real rig

dabbing is the best way to get your canna fix. it’s pure, unadulterated THC up to 90 percent in oil or wax form, and you get to use a BLOWTORCH? read on for a primer on how to dab, or at least how we do it.

the first time i saw my best friend dabbing a concentrate, i was like: “is this meth though? is this hard drugs?” and honestly, i was a little scared inside.

he brought out what looked like a bong – so friendly and familiar! but then suddenly there was a blowtorch involved.

he scooped out a little bit of cannabis concentrate wax from a jar on a tiny metal stick (called a dabbing tool, i guess), and then with his other hand (LIKE HOW?! coordination) started to blowtorch the shit out of the metal bowl (called a titanium nail) that was placed into the bong. once the bowl was hot, he turned off the blowtorch, touched the dabbing tool to the inside of the metal bowl, and the wax disappeared as the bong filled with smoke. then he quickly inhaled it and exhaled it.

apparently, a lot of people use something very similar called a ‘rig’ to dab. rigs are fancy, but probably great. my best friend and I once smoked out of a Seagrams seven bottle, so we are no strangers to Macgyver-ing to suit our needs.  he has Macgyvered a rig out of a chambered glass bong and a titanium nail and it works, in case you also just want to use your old bong for dabbing.

you can’t dab the same way you’d hit a bong. once the metal bowl is hot, you deftly turn off the blowtorch without burning the shit out of yourself. then with the dabbing tool/stick thingy, you touch the wax or oil to the inside of the hot bowl (no touchy) and suck in through the bong as fast as you can. you also want to push the smoke back out of your lungs as fast as you can. it’s heavier than bong smoke, it feels pretty thick. my best friend says, “it’s not like smoking a pipe. it’s very concentrated, so you don’t need to hold it in. it absorbs immediately.”

so there you are, you suck in fast and hard and then you let it go just as quickly. at this point, if it was a fairly good sized dab (samples may vary) you experience what we like to call ‘face melted.’ sometimes my eyes will actually water, and sometimes it hits me so hard that i need to sit down and catch my breath.

it feels like the room gets a little brighter and every little bit of stress leaves my body. i feel carefree, upbeat, and relaxed. the best thing to do is listen to some music, or try to take on a creative project. honestly even household chores are much better once i’ve dabbed. i could bake a cake. just call me day dab barbie.

dabbing pros:
feels ahhhmazing
gets you REALLY high
fast to use, and fast effect
seems better for you because you aren’t puffing smoke all day
blowtorch is really cool

dabbing cons:
oil and wax is very expensive — around $80 for a container
until you figure out how much wax or oil to use, it’s hard to know how big your dab will be
not many studies on long-term effects
people might think you’re doing meth or something weird

pot brownies are so basic

oh you ate some pot brownies? good for you. that’s like the most norml thing you could have.

what you really need to try are some magical dabs with pure oil. there needs to be a blue torch involved or you’re so not hardcore.

eulogy of my first glass pipe

photo credit


i got you at that little hippie shop on the east side. it was a mellow, humid summer day.

the inside of the shop was painted in mossy green frames around large built-in glass casings. all manner of beads, sarongs, and what i assume were sea creature parts, dangled from the ceiling. as i foraged through the patchouli scented jungle, i realized i wanted my own pipe. i wouldn’t have to share my college girlfriend’s pipe anymore.

yeah, so i liked that one.

it was a really fun day. i was in high spirits bringing my new pipe home on the bus. it was a rose gold color. the neck was completely twisted like a corkscrew. it was proportionate. it was perfect and shiny and clear.

pipe, we shared many good times.  i wish i had a photo of you but i *just* (wisely, i thought) deleted the photo from my snapchat memories the week before.

before i smashed you on the kitchen floor by accident. and then you were in four pieces. and i super-glued you together overnight, but saw a cyanide warning on the glue bottle in the morning…




but this is how i learned to drive with my knees, officer

cops have no idea what to do about canna patients. i have been pulled over. they take a look at the medical card and get the hell out of there.

they don’t know the rules either. of course it helps that i’m a white girl.

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