I want you to do me a little favor. Walk yourself
to the nearest restroom and face the mirror head on. Take a nice long gander at
your face paying close attention to dem brows. If you see a shape resembling
anything that may be mistaken for miniature sperm, please seek brow help
immediately.
This is not okay. It’s downright disrespectful to
be exact. I’m about to let you in on a little secret. Eyebrows are everything.
They are life, love and the pursuit of all things beautiful. If you don’t
believe me you can continue on going about your day with the Nike logo hanging
out above your eyes, attracting all kinds of wrong attention and bad glances.
You are not alone in your bad having brows.
We’ve all been there. I recently discovered the beauty of a little place called
Damone Roberts in Beverly Hills and now my life is a little bit more fabulous. This gem of a place takes their craft
serious. $50- some odd dollars a pop, serious. However, they do the damn thing
and they do it well.
Alas, if you live outside of LA my best piece of
advice is this: Don’t touch your eyebrows. Throw away your tweezer. No I’m not
kidding. Bushy brows are the shit. And once those beauties grow out, just worry
about ridding yourself of the uni (brow) and you’re good as gold.
www.damoneroberts.com
310-271-2100
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