
Being a card-carrying, professionally certified worrywart, I have quite a few irrational makeup and beauty-related fears, but the most serious one has to be getting my brows professionally done.
I’ve always taken care of my brows myself and have never had them professionally waxed, plucked, threaded or otherwise tended to by a stranger, mostly because of the aforementioned fear. I’m terrified of someone (else) accidentally messing them up.
If I mess them up myself, OK, that’s one thing, and I am guilty of making bad brow decisions, for sure.
But I don’t know… I can just see myself sitting down in a chair and having someone accidentally wax off half my left brow or pluck both of them into a weird shape where I look permanently surprised. I’m seeing too many different doomsday brow scenarios play out.
Really, though, that’s the tip of the irrational beauty iceberg. I’m also afraid of…
- Accidentally shaving off my own eyebrows in the shower with a body razor.
Don’t ask me why, but I can totally see this happening.
- Being startled by El Hub coming around a corner while I’m curling my lashes with my lash curler and accidentally pulling them out mid-curl.
- Losing my makeup bag on an important work trip. My rational mind says, “Don’t worry, Karen. You could find replacements for everything in a pinch.” But my irrational mind says, “OMG! I’m freaking out! What am I going to do?!”
OK, babe. Spill them beans. 🙂 What’s your most irrational makeup or beauty-related fear?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
Karen
P.S. Greetings! Welcome to the hump.
I’m happy to report that there’s silence at the end of the noisy tunnel… That construction project I’ve been talking about is (hopefully) winding down today. Or at least this week. As we speak, they’re pressure washing the windows, so there’s a generator humming and a high-pressure hose hissing outside, but honestly, those are like a whisper compared to the racket of the past few weeks.
Or maybe I’m just becoming immune to it all, haha!
I’m off to make another cup of coffee (Target’s Archer Farms Light Roast Breakfast Blend). Can I get you one?












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