As someone who’s had fine hair all her life, strong, thick eyebrows were never really something I was blessed with. As a teenager, my eyebrows were a sparse mess, with my eyebrow hairs growing in all sorts of directions, looking like I had barely any to begin with. No one had taught me the importance of eyebrow makeup and I would happily head out with eye shadow and lip gloss, without realising how incomplete my beauty look was.
Then when I hit 15 and discovered the world of threading, I had no idea just how much proper eyebrows could frame your face. Unlike plucking, threading seemed more precise when it came to shaping my brows. Gathering the hair together to shape and remove them also helped to tame my unruly brows and force them into the same direction.
All of a sudden… I! Had! Eyebrows! In one session, my eyes seemed brighter, bigger and even just prettier. Regardless, it was a Christmas miracle! But while I wish my journey with embarrassing brows (or lack thereof) ended there, sadly it did not.
Like most teenagers and their first few experience with eyebrow hair removal, I went overboard, keeping a bi-weekly standing appointment at my threading studio, making sure my new groomed arches were always on point and really thin for the next few years.
Once I added brow pencils to my regime, that was another game changer, peppered with moments of perfect brows to brows that were too long, too dark and too down-turned looking. Finally I just threw in the towel and paid to have them microbladed.