Razing Eyebrows
Adrienne had some coupons for an Aveda salon, so I got to get my haircut at a much nicer place than I would normally go to. At the end of my haircut the hairdresser suggested, “I could trim your eyebrows for you…”. For some reason, this made me feel a little panicked. Before I could say “no” my eyebrows were being combed forward and clippers run through them.
More surprising than the sudden eyebrow assault was the sensation of a large amount of hair falling into my lap. Did she just cut my eyebrows completely off!?” She attacked the right eyebrow with the same swiftness and I looked into the mirror to see my new eyebrowless look.
They were still there. In fact, they just looked like normal eyebrows. But, indisputably, 4 pounds of eyebrow had fallen into my lap. Have I had Peter Gallagher eyebrows this whole time and no one told me!?
More importantly, has no one told Peter?!
Peter knows of his bushy eyebrows – he can’t get rid of them because they get scale on all roles he plays.
Then there’s always the Bert unibrow.
Eyebrows. What a wonderful part of the face. Seriously, Josh, no one will ever notice your eyebrows unless they are rain forest bushy or you don’t have them at all. When I first started shaving, my younger brother wanted to follow my example, but had no stubble except for his eyebrows. You can imagine what comes next. For nearly a month he looked like a boy made of rubber. That, or some sort of weird space alien.
Question is though, bushy eyebrows not withstanding, is there a place left in this world where a man can get a shave and a haircut. I’d pay 50 bits for that, let alone 2. I know the eyebrow experience was harrowing, but nothing will beat the pleasure of the press of cold steel from the gentle hands of a qualified practitioner of the barba.
In the Philippines you not only get a shave and a haircut, but you can also get a back massage and they wash your hair twice (once before the cut and once after). It costs about a dollar.
ha same thing happened to me last year. “do you want me to trim your eyebrows?” and i was all, “ummmm….i don’t know. i should?” and had visions of looking like a drag queen.
Josh, I kid you not this same thing happened to me. Except she didn’t say anything, as if my eyebrows were some more bangs that she forgot to cut off. My initial instinct was to shove her away and say “NO” unwaveringly, but U maintained composure, acted Canadian, paid and left wondering why she did that. I took a long hard look at myself and found that they looked the same (I think). So if they are the same as before, why did she bother? Also, I have nasty neck hair that runs down my neck and conjoins with my back like a bountiful seamless flowing river. Some call this back hair, I call it a little bit of extra manliness. Anyway, this barber was about finished and he was just brushing all of the hair off of my shoulders when he quickly grabbed the clippers and started shaving so far down my shirt with the razer I though he was going to ask me to stand and take my shirt off. I wanted to run and hide but I remained Canadian.