Whenever I see bright red nails it reminds me of the young woman who was part of the team that provided training on Knowledge Management for my colleagues at the field office. The unit was to pilot test a KM community of practice planned to be further developed into a strategy for the entire organization. The young woman was there to assist the training team which was part of her role as a coordinator at her organization, and she was my initial contact for the training.
As I had already been collaborating with her and training team as to the details, I knew beforehand that she’s pretty and fair in skin. Cutely daring was an apt description of her style. But my colleagues didn’t know that yet. Part of me was anticipating their reaction knowing that development workers especially those who’ve been long in the field don’t often get to be up close and personal with shall we say the more pleasant sights of civilization. Women in the field have in general somehow set aside their feminine side, a necessary trade off given the task of dealing with all sorts of personalities not to mention project setbacks and what have you out there.
I wasn’t mistaken. When the training finally materialized, she came in looking no less like Aphrodite herself, which I expected, her nails in a bright shade of red and a similar hue on her lips the color irresistibly stark on her fair skin. Knowledge Management is rather a technically challenging topic but she at least got everybody’s full and undivided attention on the matter.