Nail fetishes were another thing I fell into by accident. It seems like a lot of my favourite things are the result of accidents, random chance and the planets aligning.
I used to be a nail biter, it was a habit I’d developed over years for dealing with anxiety and nerves, and so it was a very hard habit to break.
Someone suggested I should try acrylics, as they’re harder to break than natural nails and it would give my real nails a chance to finally grow underneath. Finally having pretty nails was addictive, and I kept it up even when the tips grew out and for a long time I had acrylic overlays, although now I use polygel. The length is all natural and all mine but the polygel serves as a strengthening coat to protect them and stop absent minded chewing.