The Wikkid Story.
Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.
Once upon a time ..
.. in a land that looked very much like the bottom bit of England a trainee nail polish addict was developing; a young girl called Sarah was stretching her pocket money for the few brands accessible to a tiny back in the Dark Ages to build a small, hopeful little collection of loveliness and unknowingly seeding a momentous passion.
As Our Intrepid Heroine grew so too did her collection, both spreading their wings across seas, brands and bling until the fateful day realisation came; despite a gabazillion polishes, despite having pretty much every colour made by every brand in the history of ever, despite having no room left, still she was tormented by the colours she saw in her mind, an endless palette of iridescence and foiled twinkles forever casting their kaleidoscope panoramas across all aspects of her life, their siren song a constant, tantalising susuration calling, calling ..
Eventually this clamouring grew overpowering and our brave girl realised the only way she could ever silence it would be to give those combinations life herself, a dangerous odyssey that has claimed many as grist to the noble cause. Even knowing these sobering legends OIH packed up, picked up her cauldron and took herself deep undercover to infiltrate the Cabal, Keepers of the Bling; either the mysteries would be unlocked or another name would be lost to history, a footnote scribed in the vast annals of those fallen in search of the Eternal Rainbow.
Thus began a long journey, faithful cauldron clanking behind her every step of the way. Together they braved frozen wastelands and burning deserts of the earth, hitched a ride on Apollo to drink in the mystery of the heavens (and acquire a bucket of precious moon dust, natch) then further still into the unknown, taking notes all the way on the glorious palettes of nebulae and stardust throughout our universe and beyond.
Then lo! The fateful day; Sarah found herself at the hidden entrance to the Fairy Kingdom, home of the magical Linear Holo seas, the Flakie Mines, the iridescent Unicorn and sparkling, beguiling fairy dust shimmering everywhere. Wide-eyed, OIH marvelled as she danced through the Enchanted Forest, harvesting the dew, frosted cobwebs and crystal waters that form the Sacred Art of the Sparkle into her faithful cauldron, much to the dismay of the Fairy Queen who did point, mutter and huff at this outrageous human incursion. Yet slowly her heart softened at the infectious joy of this odd duo frolicking in the pretties as Her Maj came to recognise a kindred spirit in this strange human, thereby paving the way to the historic first and only contract (and it is absolutely iniquitous, never bargain with fairies. Lawyers out the wazoo) allowing Sarah unfettered access to the treasures of the Secret Realm.*
And so, safely back in reality, Wikkid Polish was born to share the fruits of this awesome adventure. OIH has the knowledge, the materials and most importantly, the imprimateur of the Unicorn to bring you the wondrous colours that, until now, have only been accessible through the lens of imagination. That is the story of Sarah, and she invites us all to join her wherever it goes ..
* rumours that Queenie also realised Sarah was never going to leave otherwise are entirely unfounded. Alright, mostly unfounded.**