In my case, my eyebrows don’t match. Naturally they have different shapes but the waxing lady made one of them too short. Also I’ve got a little allergic reaction going on there and even though I want to scratch my face off I’m keeping disciplined and telling myself ‘no pain no gain’. After all, beauty always comes at a price.
It’s so relaxing when the heat reaches the skin; it’s soothing on a cold day when it’s raining outside. They put a cloth over it and start massaging it back and forth; you take a breath of fresh air. Then it happens, it’s like ripping off a large bandage. Like a thousand strands of hair have been plucked at the same time, you can’t help but let out a scream followed by a river of apologies. Then the whole process starts all over again but somehow it doesn’t hurt that much.It’s amazing how much preparation a girl does for a date; I got my arms and eyebrows waxed. It may seem strange but when a guy flirtingly strokes your arm and feels its smoothness he can’t help but keep stroking it. I learnt this when I was sixteen, that is how I got my first boyfriend to fall in love with me. Girls usually pluck their eyebrows but I think that’s more painful. With waxing it is just quick and dirty.