Eyebrow Fetish

I’m a bit eyebrow obsessed. Fine, that’s an understatement. I spend a considerable amount of time landscaping my eyebrows. Maybe more than an average girl. I was born or some people say “blessed” with pretty thick brows.

Thank you for the neanderthal eyebrows, Dad! ūüôā

My hubby doesn’t mind because he also spends a considerable amount of time manscaping his beard. I never realized men spend more time grooming than women till I met him. You can read about his mustache and beard adventures here: http://whoismdj.com/2011/05/02/hair-today-gone-tomorrow-the-shaving-adventures-of-mdj-superstar/

If I were stuck in a desert island, the only thing I would bring would be a tweezer because if I get a chance to get rescued, I don’t want rescuers leaving behind the cave woman.

Well groomed eyebrows make so much of a difference. They frame the face and transform one from a  frog to a princess..or however that fairytale goes.

In movies, pre-princess always has unruly brows.

So, for a while, my eyebrows were pretty much always in a state of surprise. Not the 90’s overplucked ones but constantly up there. It didn’t help my bitchy resting face.


Then there’s Cara Delevingne. Model du jour. She’s all over magazines, billboards, ads and have eyebrows that deserve their own zip code..and she’s gorgeous.
I decided, if she can do it then I could. For a couple of months, I put down my holy tweezers and just let them grow. Grow, my pretties! Grow! It wasn’t easy..the awkward growth drove my obsessive-compulsive self nuts. And they grew..a lot.

I named my eye brows “Cathypillar and Lily”

Errr…I wore my furbies this way for a while and eventually realized that I discounted the fact that Cara Delevingne is also as cute as button.

I had pretty mixed feedback about my new pet eyebrows. From ” I love them and they make you look young!” to *silence*. I think they were too polite to say that I should change my name to Hilda or Quasimodo or George of the Jungle…but I could feel it. They judge me, Cathypillar and Lily. I mean who wouldn’t notice those things staring at you?

Eventually, I decided that I wasn’t Cara Delevingne and my pets bothered me. Though, it has uses like make sure I have an entire¬†canopy to keep sweat away. The bush above my eyes just didn’t feel right and I had to grab my holy tweezers and start grooming. This time, more of a compromise between Disney’s¬†Evil Queen and Ariel. I don’t know if I’m making sense. Doesn’t matter…I made an illustration:

The attempt to have friendlier eye brows.

Drawn in brows scare me. The kind with the squared off edge and pointy ends. It seems unnatural but hey, those are their eyebrows and not mine. I’m sure they take as much time grooming/ drawing them as well. Best to have a professional like Brow House do your brows if you seem unsure and just maintain what the aestheticians have done. Which should have been I should have done.¬†They say eyes are the windows of the soul and eyebrows frame the face..or something like that. I think I’ll continue to obsess about them till I’m old and they start graying. You really can’t live without them unless you’re Whoopi Goldberg…hmm…that just might be something to think about.


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