The Eyebrow Saga - Part II

THICK, LUXURIOUS HAIR.

WHERE IT DOES NOT BELONG.

In my eyebrows. A few weeks ago.. I was so very worried that my eyebrows wouldn't grow back. And now - well, they have. While this is great news (mostly), the problem is that it's SUPER thick, and SUPER stubborn about how/where it 'points', if you will...

Now, it's not as thick as this unfortunate fellow, or as long - as I went to the Frinj Salon & Spa and had them trim me up.

After a general meeting on the subject, and close review of said hairs... everyone was pleased with the progress, and very kind about not commenting on the scraggly and skyward appearance of the few hairs that have made a resurgence on my forehead since the over-pluck drama.

So I guess the new challenge - training those brow-hairs. Just the ones in the middle by my nose where I over-plucked. I'll be experimenting over the next few weeks, before I post the third installment of the Eyebrow Saga - by:

• Blow-drying my brows with low heat in the direction I'd like to train them
• Testing product, maybe mousse?
• Having individual coaching sessions with each batch of brow hairs, to try and coax them into laying down.

If you're a stylist, or eyebrow-pluck-expert - I welcome any and all comments and suggestions on my proposed plan of action and next steps.....

Cheers to all!!

The Eyebrow Saga - Part I

Hello there friends in fashion, here's a little post to tell you about my over-plucked eyebrow problem, where we stand now, and what I've learned.

Of course, two full years before I found myself in my over-plucked state, Jennifer Aniston was in the top 4 of "Best Eyebrows" for their natural look according to USA Today - funny...I didn't make that list.

In fear of getting a unibrow, (this unibrow eyebrow article says Unibrows are NEVER ok... but offers the do's and don'ts of having a unibrow...) I began plucking around 25. That seems like too long to wait, doesn't it? Yes, but I began to 'feminize my face' around this time, because a really snazzy co-worker mentioned to me, "Man, you need to pluck those things so you'll look like a girl."

So, I began 'clearing out' those brows, occasionally getting a wax. I never liked doing wax, as it always resulted in LESS brows than I had before (I'm talkin' about overall shape here) and lots of little bumps and irritation. Nonetheless, I did 'what everyone else was doing' - that was, keeping up with my friends who had 'socially acceptable eyebrows'.

So, over the past decade or so - my eyebrows have dwindled a bit - but they're still fairly full. I went in to see Ashley, at the Salon. She was so sweet, she didn't laugh at me, she just took care of my strays, gently waxed the fuzz from my face surrounding the eyebrows, and then - she dropped the bomb: "I'm not sure your eyebrows will grow back in the middle, there...."

I was momentarily devastated, thinking HOW could I have let myself overpluck? How did I get here? How could I have let this happen?

Without a doubt... I had a vision of my mother and grandmother, with their mouths hanging open and tongues sticking out, while an inch away from a mirror with the little brown eyebrow pencil DRAWING their eyebrows in.

She told me that I could use makeup (I chose a brush, and a dark Bare Escentuals mineral make up eye shadow that we carry in our boutique) to gently 'brush in' some color where my hair should be. And you know what? It's not so bad. It just feels weird.

Plus, if you get all 'stressed out' and put your head in your hand, or wipe the sweat you've been accumilating off your brow, rub your eyes or your forehead - you'll smear brown or black stuff all over your forehead and someone will tell you that "you've got a little toner on your forehead, to be more careful with the copy machine next time..."

So - Right now, I'm going to let them TRY to grow back. Ashley's not sure that they will, but hope remains.

Tune in later for more on this saga....