It's happened to me once, and likewise the FAs did not care despite several pax complaining of the smell. Since the amateur manicurist, who couldn't have been older than 18, was next to me and using her boarding pass to catch anything that dripped onto the tray table, I took a look at it and asked if that was her name. She acknowledged and asked why I wanted to know, and I told her that we'd encountered quite a bit of turbulence (we had), and I needed to know who to send the receipts for my new jacket, pants, computer bag and/or laptop to if she so much as got one drop on them.

The nail polish went away with three fingers to go.