among my many genetic gifts is one i’m actually quite happy to have (thanks mom and dad!). i am relatively un-hairy. as a woman, this is certainly something to be thankful for. it doesn’t stop me from shaving the blond hair on my legs every. single. day. though (yes, i am freak…) but i’ve never had a unibrow,
i’ve actually never done anything to my eyebrows at all. i don’t, like some of my friends, have to get waxed, or worse, electrolysized (word? possibly?) on my face. so, i was taken aback yesterday at my waxer when she said, mid-brazilian:
“do you want me to thread your eyebrows?”
(hi, i’m ali. i’m dumb. what’s threading?)
(hi google…oh, thanks, that’s what threading is! google, i love you. we are total besties.)
“um, sure, if you think i need it”
little did i know what i was getting myself into. holy fuckerfucker. in the end…i’m happy with the results. i have very TIDY eyebrows. although, for serious, that shit hurt worse than the brazilian. i’m not even joking, i was crying underneath my closed eyelids. YEEOUCH.
last night i spent the entire evening in front of my tv. i watched, um, i think EIGHT episodes of How I Met Your Mother.
am. in. love.
(and NOT just because they quote one of my all-time favorite movie quotes EVER on it. seriously. i even have it on my facebook profile. from Ghostbusters: “Ray, if someone asks if you are a god, you say YES!” sadly, i use this line all-too-often in my real life. read: ali is a loser.)
(and not just because Amber from House – may she rest in peace – did krav maga on Ted)
(and not just because i have a total unheatlhy girlcrush on Cobie Smulders)
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