We paint our toenails. I don't, to be honest. Mine are pretty ugly. But anyway, we paint them - that's the verb we choose to describe and name this particular action.
It's a funny one because the substance we use to carry out this action is not nail paint, but nail polish.
But if you ask (or demand) someone to "Polish my toenails!", as my five year old daughter did yesterday in the swimming pool, it sounds a bit odd. As if the toenails were painted, but the paint was of such poor quality that the job required a little extra with some Kiwi and a couple of sturdy brushes. Polishing shoes is in the same area, after all.
It's a funny one because the substance we use to carry out this action is not nail paint, but nail polish.
But if you ask (or demand) someone to "Polish my toenails!", as my five year old daughter did yesterday in the swimming pool, it sounds a bit odd. As if the toenails were painted, but the paint was of such poor quality that the job required a little extra with some Kiwi and a couple of sturdy brushes. Polishing shoes is in the same area, after all.
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