I recently started to pay more attention to my eyebrows. This may be directly linked to my overwhelming obsession with Cara Delevingne. It’s hard not to be obsessed with this model as she is quite simply everywhere you look right now, staring out from underneath those heavy brows, her poised and perfect cheek bones making me want to walk around with a lemon in my mouth to replicate the look. Or I could just suck heartily on a cigarette 24 hours a day, that would probably do it…
On having dismissed both of those options, I have now realised that I am just going to have to be content with my slightly fat face.
However, my brows, now those are something that I can do something with! Whereas in the early 90s, modifying your brows would have meant plucking the first few centimetres into a thin strip, and pretty much waxing anything else after that, now modifying your brows means leaving them well and truly alone.
Hang on a minute, that’s not modifying them at all? Well, modifying your brows has evolved, rather than removing them, you double them.
I am ‘blessed’ with an exceptionally hairy face. Actually, it’s not that bad, but my eyebrows are framed by shorter less intrusive hairs which ordinarily, even outside of the early 90s, you would remove, despite the old wives warnings that you should never pluck from above the brow.
Luckily, I have reached my mid twenties in the decade where heavy brows are the only way to go. This means that rather than removing them, I can actively include them in the rest of my face. This means that my eyebrows can go from this (apologies for the terrifying eyes):
My eyebrows have abnormally long and wayward hairs which leave bald patches when untamed. My way of circumventing this is to keep an empty old mascara tube and spraying hair spray into it. Once I have pencilled in my heavy brows, I continue their domestication by brushing the hairspray through them.
This has resulted in a bizarre outcome. When I open the oven door, a burst of steam is inevitably released into my face. I have noticed that after this occurs, my eyebrows seem to stiffen up somewhat, making the process of frowning rather novel.
Let’s move on to what I wore today. Heels. Yes that’s right, I lasted one day…