I’ve just dyed my eyebrows. The idea might seem a bit much, given the size of them (huge), but I’ve been dying the rest of my hair in one form or another for seventeen years, so why not stop there?
At school once we had our “colours” done, an odd idea where a woman came round and told us that we should wear ‘Autumn’ or ‘Spring’ hues to match our teenage faces. I can’t remember what ‘season’ I was told would suit me best, but I know she told us that our faces hung off our eye brows, that they were the coat hangers for our expressions. Let me tell you something about my eye brows. They are not so much a coat hanger for my expressions, more of a walk in wardrobe. Somewhere down the genetic line, someone in my family has passed me the hairy Mediterranean woman gene and left me with eye brows that basically grow across my face, and if your lucky, will go straight onto yours. So they are huge. They wiggle on their own when I talk. They move around in my sleep. I’ve been disciplining them daily forever, and occasionally, on days like today, giving them a lick of paint. Just to make them stand out even more, just to make that ‘deep in thought’ frown even more conspicuous, that raised brow of surprise even more apparent. It’s not that I mind their general mousey colour, it’s just that sometimes, it’s good to change your wardrobe around.
Here’s my favourite brow inspirations:
Debbie Harry: – the perfect arched brow, tinted brown to match those volumised roots. She means business.
Cindy Crawford: For most people, CC was all about the mole. Me not so much. Look at those brows!
Bert from Sesame St - I mean who knew a Muppet could say so much with with just one brow?
Liz Taylor as Cleopatra: Personally I have never mirrored the shape of my eyeliner to my brow and then shaded the space between with a royal blue, but different strokes for different folks I guess.