You know what’s suffering the most during this bumpy road we find ourselves on? You’re not going to believe me when I say that it’s….
Yes, my vanity has surfaced and I’ve admitted that as I now no longer visit my esthetician to wax my vajayjay my eyebrows have been sorely neglected and I need to find a regular esthetician to take care of the forest that grows on top of my eyes. I can’t go to my regular because she always asks who’s taking care of the bush growing below. She once asked me if I had mediterranean blood in me as she studied my pubes. It made for a hilarious, if painful waxing appointment.
This weekend I managed to get myself in for a haircut and stopped in at a nail salon that also does waxing and took a gamble that they could do a half decent job of waxing my eyebrows. I must admit they look ok but it wasn’t the spa experience I usually get with the pretreatment cream and it was a tiny bit dirty in there. So, I need to find an eyebrow waxer.
And that’s what I’m focusing on as my biggest problem – it works to keep me distracted.