Eyebrows

Guess the most important lines on a woman's face are the eyebrows. Can you imagine crooked lines or sparse hairs on the browbone? I used to have "red caterpillars" on my browbone - I admit by default and with fervent plugging, my brow is almost invisible and one can never be a beautiful woman without beautiful brows. Hence, after much research via the net and friends, I heard about the #1 salon. Sounds corny, but that's the place which housed the eyebrow specialist, Amy. She is like the beauty guru who transformed many brow-problematic plain Janes into beautiful arched-browed women. I am included (>_<) Hahaha... Yesterday, Rightie and I went for our 3rd touchup. I guess the more touchups we go, the more painful it would be. Imagine using a needle to scratch against the delicate skin of the browbone for countless of times. I thought I had high threshold of pain - but I nearly burst out crying. Not that I was emotionally sad, but I guess it must had been the nerves. I remember the moment the needle seeped into the browbone, I started to wriggle my toes furiously and to think of other mindless stuff. I thought of screaming "Stoppppppppppiitttttttttttt!!!!!!!", snatched the needle and break it, but vanity blew the thought of strutting out of the salon with beautiful (but fake) eyebrows. It spurred me to continue with the inhumane torture. I recalled tears welling in my eyes. Finally the whole thing ended and boy was I glad! I believed I had attained the next level of pain tolerance - I believe I will still go for the next touchup which will be at the end of the year.It's worth it.

After the horrible experience of being pricked on the browbone, I proceeded to Botak Jones to have dinner. Had Cajun Chicken..perhaps the queueing and waiting time was too long..I lost all appetite. But it's quite value-for-money. Dieters should not try this though.

Cajun Chix (left) & Fish and Chips (right)