2017
I have a hereditary unibrow. Not a subtle unibrow. Oh no.
Left to do its own thing, I’m confident that the family unibrow can be seen
from other states. It's probably been photographed from space. I have always hated my gigantic eyebrow(s), but what I hate
the most is the weird peak about 2/3 of the way along the brows, which helpfully provides a Vulcan look to my brows. I assume that’s because I didn’t have enough
ridicule in school as it was.
I used to spend time lopping off portions of my eyebrows
with a small pair of scissors. A few times a week, I went weed-whacking, as I
called it to myself. But one day, my awesome wife suggested we go get my
eyebrows waxed.
I admit to being nervous. But the woman setting up to do it
was pretty nice. She even mentioned that she did this for a lot of guys. That
day, I somehow had the guts to tell her I was wanting to go much thinner in the brows
than men do. She asked how thin, and I told her to think feminine. She said "can do" and the next
thing I knew, I was laying back, the wax on my skin, and off it was pulled.
Ouch!
But it was not as bad as I expected. Soon, she was done, and
after a bit of tweezing, I was looking in the mirror. Holy cow! I never dreamed
my brows could look that good!
My wife, seeing the result, said she really likes how it
looked, and that we needed to keep doing it.
