Women would kill for eyebrows like that

I had some pictures taken of me a month ago.  Bam, age has hit.  Massive crinkles all under my eyes.  We don't know how our bodies are going to age.  It hit me with a smack.  At first, I looked up laser surgery.  Who am I kidding I thought.  Then, I went to Target and bought some promises in a bottle.   I spent quite a bit and I am not sure it will get me anywhere.  Finally, I settled on getting my eyebrows threaded.  I hadn't had them worked on in a few years. I thought this might make me feel refreshed.  I stopped in and was welcomed by a pleasant woman ready to have at it.  It hurts.  I casually gripped my hand in an iron fist.  "Much better, you are beautiful."  They were! I felt like a movie star.  She then asked (in an obvious more like a statement tone), "above your lip?"  Yes, yes, I am gifted with hair.  I spent far less than Target and I already looked awesome. I trotted home ready to arch my eyes and look mysterious.  No one said anything.  I looked my husband in the eyes and willed him to be stunned by my transformation.  I was kind of hoping for a reaction like the one from Breakfast Club when she pulls her hair back and cleans up her eyebrows: 
  Yes, there was no stopping of time or breath. It was really more like this: My daughter finally noticed and was excited for me. My guy: Oh, now that you mention it, it does look good. Well, it was cheaper than laser.

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Carolyn said…
Great story! And the videos cracked me up. I emailed you a link to a blog post you might relate to.
Anonymous said…
You must have gone to the brow spot in Trolley Square. I made the mistake of letting them thread my entire face. I will take a Lortab beforehand if I decide to do that again.

Marni

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