Tuesday, June 4, 2013

I love my eyebrows.

Confession: I wrote this post almost completely the other day but it didn't save automatically. It was much wittier. In fact, it may have been the most hilarious and interesting thing you've never read. I'm sorry you had to miss out. 


                  I'm watching you...


So I've never been a high maintenance girl as far as my appearance goes. In other areas, probably, or definitely, as ex-boyfriends might be wont to tell you. But in appearance, I'm pretty low key. I don't get my hair or nails done often or regularly (in fact, I just got my first hair cut in probably a year and a half) and I am most comfortable in jeans that mayyyy have been washed last a few days ago and any number of Baylor t shirts. I've always plucked my own eyebrows (so I have virgin eyebrows. Who knew your eyebrows could have virtuous qualities on their own) and never gotten them waxed or professionally shaped. 

But it always seemed to turn out okay. Once in junior high, a friend and another girl walked up to me as I was crossing the courtyard and the other girl exclaimed," wow! She does have great eyebrows!" I was obviously a paragon of eyebrow fashion even in the 8th grade. As a I recall though, I was also at the time wearing my black pleather pants and my American flag tank top to round out my super BA look. I was also most likely wearing my retainers because I thought they made my teeth look nice and shiny. I even wore them on picture day. I was so cool, you guys. 

Anyway, with this history of apparently legendary eyebrows, I've never felt the need to pay for anyone else to mess them up. Enter Groupon, which excels in making people want to pay for things they wouldn't normally buy because IT'S SUCH A GOOD DEAL! And it is. But there was a Groupon for eyebrow threading, which sounded interesting, so I thought I'd give it a try. Who knows, maybe if I have my eyebrows shaped, I will suddenly become a magnet for tall nerdy contact-wearing males with a passion for Dr Pepper and a defined brow. (Ps if you know anyone who fits this description...)

The threading took all of like 3 minutes. I stretched out my eyelid and they started ripping away. It hurt more than plucking but felt like a bunch of plucks at a time. Which I guess is accurate. And they did all on the sides and ends and above and all those places I never get to because I either can't see because I'm blindish or because I'm bored or in pain. It wasn't pleasant, but wasn't making my butt turn into legs in the chair either. 

My brows tingled a good bit for a while but not bad. My brows looked really good! A very subtle but refined difference. Didn't really change the shape I had going, just cleaned it up. The place I went has a loyalty points thing too, in case I go back. It's supposed to last two to three weeks, so we'll see how long it lasts. I think I already spied some stray hairs this morning, but I couldn't be sure. 

I don't know if it's something that I'll get done regularly, because I just don't care that much and I have other hairs to worry about, like the curly pile on top of my head, but it might be nice every once in a while, or for special occasions. 

In the meantime and in conclusion though, I kind of love my eyebrows. This means I find myself raising them above my sunglasses in the rearview mirror while I'm driving more often than usual. It's a driving hazard, sure, but that's the price you've got to pay for looking glamorous. 


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