Angry Eyebrows

I've come to realize I have a lot of eyebrow stories.  Strange.  In high school, I started plucking my eyebrows without mercy.  I didn't realize how merciless I'd become until school pictures came out.  I stopped plucking and started hiding those pictures.  I already have a very high browbone...plucking hadn't helped!

A few years ago, I was introduced to waxing.  I didn't want to keep going to the salon for something I could do myself, so I bought some waxing stuff from Avon.  And did it myself.  Now, usually, I have good results.  It is tricky to make both brows match.  And sometimes when I look at the hair left on the fabric I have a heart-sinking panic attack.  Sometimes, in a try to make both brows match, I end up with some pink burns on my brows...or a very surprised expression for a few days from over-waxing. 

A couple weeks ago I realized it was time to wax them again.  Before I got to it, a lady coming out of Aldi complemented me on my eyebrows.  Now, that was a first!  And I figured they must not need done after all!  LOL

Well, last week I decided, no matter how much a grocery-store stranger admired my brows, I wanted them touched up.  I put the wax in the microwave...then forgot it.  When I got it out, it had cooled a tad too much.  The usual fine coating on the toothpick I use was a rather large blob.  And it dripped, or dropped, right onto my eyelashes!  Almost instantly my top and bottom lashes were globbed together with rapidly cooling waxing goo.  What a panic I was in!  Now to remove the wax without removing my lashes!  With the help of oil, I got most of the wax out.  But it left my lashes sticky.  I should have given up, but noooo, I continued to wax my brows with lashes sticking together.  And I must say...my brows do not match, I burned my skin enough it was still red the next day, and I look like I'm constantly raising one skeptical brow--an expression I am unable to do naturally.