My talented (flightly) eyebrow technician appears to have permanently flown the coop. It’s always the way… I find a person with the talent and technique to truly transform these dashmarks into beautiful arches, and POOF! They’re gone just as I’m settling in to get comfortable. I hear there’s a boy involved in this latest disappearance. Well, I hope she’s happy.
I’d been hunting for a replacement (NO to threading and HELL NO to Anastasia’s 75.00 offer), when the latest sephora catalog came in the mail:
Notice anything? Look at those brows! Each model is featuring a bushy set of dash marks… that seem to have gone ungroomed by the artist or the model herself. I’m not sure how I feel about it though. They look unkempt… and after decades of tweezed/waxed/penciled brows… this is a bit of a change. I’m not sure I’m ready for it.
On the up side, I may be able to go a little longer before settling on a new eyebrow person. Or (Heaven Forbid) before I decide to pick up my own tweezers and figure it out. At least now I can claim to be ‘fashionable’ regarding my current Frida Khalo look.