Let's get serious ladies, YOU CAN NOT SHAPE YOUR OWN EYEBROWS!
Many of us think we can.
We started by stealing our mother's Tweezerman in 7th grade --- hiding in the powder room, sitting on the sink, and tweezing away.
If you're like me and blessed with the eyebrows of your father (a dark, hairy, Lebanese beast with a wild and out of control unibrow) you know what I am talking about.
It took 3 days of plucking with The Stolen Tweezer until my mother noticed the mess I had made.
"What did you do to your face?!?!?" she asked me, as she attempted to hide her laughter, in her north Jersey accent.
"They are never going to grow in the same," she added.
Well, thanks Ma'.
I am now proud to admit Lydia (my mom, we're on a first name basis. Fabulous, isn't it?) was right.
It took YEARS for me to get a decent looking eyebrow.
I let them grow in, I shaped them again...sometimes pulling out just one hair and then screwing the eyebrow uniformity up.
The vicious cycle never stopped.
Over and over I'd mess one brow up & then attempt a quick-fix by trying to make the other one match.
It wasn't until LAST MONTH, when I had divine intervention, re: brows.
I was at a meeting in a gorgeous spa in Long Branch, Aquamedica.
The owner took one sharp glance at me and said I must make an appointment.
Her exact words?
"My dear, what did you do to your eyebrows? I can't even look at them," she spoke softly.
She spoke soft; but, bat-shit-serious.
If we weren't in the middle of a meeting, I'm certain she would've fixed them right there.
Needless to say, I made an appointment for the next day.










