Looking at the moment at a lovely blue gift card sitting on my desk.
A GIFT FOR YOU // UN CADEAU POUR VOUS
It's from Quorra, purveyors of fine beauty products.
The giver of this gift has circled "Brow Studio" on the menu. So I kind of, you know, have to go get my brows done.
Here's the thing. I like my eyebrows the way they are. They're mouse-brown, a little shaggy, reminiscent of the way my mom's brows have turned out in her late late 70s. Wise brows, straggly enough to look like they might know a bit of fun when they saw it, but disciplined enough in their natural state to suggest that beetling might be possible.
I wonder if I could get a chin(s)-tuck for my $35 instead. Or a chin-pluck. Ewwwwww. Middle age BITES.
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