Personal Grooming

I'm paranoid about my eyebrows and upper lip hair. Silly, I know. But still. Hate looking mustachioed and like I'm squinting through a giant overhang of grizzly hairs when I look out on the world, like some part-bald Schnauzer who is about to snap at your fingers.

(Dog walking is making my breed associations more exact).

The only thing that helps my eyebrows is threading. Nothing else. Plucking leaves all the fuzz, waxing gives me a rash and shaving... I only did that once. My upper lip doesn't really need much work, but I don't trust myself to not miss those pesky hairs. But threading hurts like a beast and I can't do it myself. Plus, it costs money.

Also, there's the unwritten rules of going to the salon. You shouldn't go when you're sweaty and nasty and covered in dog hair. You should be clean, scented, wearing the right amount of make up and preferably have taken a paracetamol 45 minutes beforehand. (I DID admit that I threading hurts. I'm also a wimp.).

So... why do it? Vanity aside, I've realized that being totally ungroomed is one of the ways in which I avoid what adulthood means to me. It's a sign that I don't care, or that I don't think I deserve to look good, in exactly the same way I behaved when I was an awkward teenager. There's been a bit of regression in this aspect of my life in the last few years, so I need to man up about it. Ideally, when I reach true and awesome adulthood, I will no longer be vain, and therefore GENUINELY not care about what I look like. Until then, grooming it is.

Therefore, I'm proud t0 say I went, withstanding the inevitable mockery of the beautician about the state of my face. It turned out to only cost me $10 including tip, and I feel infinitely better about the state of my eyebrows, rather than thinking that "I'll do something about them this week".

A good adult start!