I've never had to worry about bushy eyebrows, in fact, haven't had to pluck many over the years. On this particular morning, I glanced in the mirror and decided it was time to take care of a few fine stray eyebrow hair. I got out my tweezers and began to carefully pluck... carefully I say... as one false move and I won't have eyebrows left!
I move in for a little closer look as the one fine, stubborn hair seems to slip from my grasp each time. I give it one more try, pulling the skin taught...only to realize... instead of a fine hair out of place...it's a fine line (aka wrinkle)!Guess these old eyes aren't what they used to be either!
After a quick chuckle (yes, I did laugh at myself)...I wondered...
"Hmmm, hubby's eyes are worse than mine...and... he still calls me beautiful!"
4 comments:
Oh thanks for making me laugh this morning! I needed that.
If you only starting plucking now then you're doing good! I've been doing this for a while.
It always amazes me that after all these years our husbands still think of us as beautiful! Sometimes I just say "what, are you kidding me!?" But then again, my guy anyways, has poor eyesight!
Cute post! I've seen older women who paint eyebrwos where there are none and I wonder if someday I will be wishing I'd never plucked.
lol :)
Brenda
awwww.... Sara! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder! So it doesn't matter how we age. smile..
but I think you are still beautiful too - so I agree with your husband!
Thanks for the giggle of the day!
(extra giggle of the day ... my verification word is restiol --say it fast- it pronounes 'rest ye all' .... maybe word verification has one of those one way windows on all of us ?? smile)
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