Last Lash Standing

A few weeks ago after having a long leisurely lunch with a friend, we went to the mall to pick up her daughter. The topic of eyelashes came up and in the blink of an eye we were all lined up at the Aveda counter having teenzy tiny clumps of false lashes glued on to our own. I felt a bit threatened because smearing glue all over my fairly decent eyelashes was not a particularly comforting thought. But no glue no glory and I let the glue flow. We left with lashes so long I imagined looking like we were sporting swim fins on our eyelids.

All went well for a few days until the morning I saw a mini clump in the sink. After that, more fallen clumps began to appear. But as luck would (not) have it, some continued to hang on for dear life. A half fallen out set of fake eyelashes isn't a great look especially right before an upcoming week of birthday celebrations. My attempts to gently remove the remaining lashes with hot water, eye makeup remover and Vaseline failed. Nothing but time and glue wardrobe failure was going to budge the rest of the thinned out clumpies on my lids.

As of today I am left with one last remaining clump...middle of right eye and now seems long enough to braid. But what fun it was to be a glam for a few days! Realistically, I probably could have passed for Marilyn Monroe's great grandmother.

They say beauty is only skin deep and since the beginning of time we girls have been trying to pull beautiful rabbits out of beautiful hats. However, we must remember to keep our inner beauties glammed up, too. I don't know about any of you, but I think I'll give all my little inner beauties full permission to beat the living crapola out of every fat cell, cellulite curd and age spot that comes near. And that, my friends, is inner beauty at it's best. Sticking up for what sticks out!

Power to the people....inside and out!