Pain is Beauty...?

Hey bloggers, long time no talk.

The other day, I decided the caterpillars on my face were out of hand, meaning it was time to undergo the torture of getting my eyebrows done. Yes, it kills. Yes, it makes your face all red. But, your eyebrows look amazing. Just think about how many people will be envious of your beautiful eyebrows, capturing all of their attention. Of course, you have to endure the extreme pain of hot wax being poured over your unwanted hair. For someone like me, my eyes twitch. Yes, they twitch, so attractive, am I right? The ladies attempting to remove my eyebrow hairs constantly repeat, "Just relax, just relax." What do they think? I am just twitching on purpose? Yeah, I'll "just relax". I can't help the fact that I have a reaction to some stranger deciding the fate of my eyebrows. Eyebrows can make or break a face, like all those pictures of celebrities without eyebrows and even Taylor Swift looks ugly. Anyways, they say pain is beauty, but this is honestly crap. Pain is not beauty, pain is ugly. Have you ever seen someone in pain look pretty? No. By hurting yourself, you don't look any prettier. Sure, your eyebrows are gonna look fantastic but that is not because of the pain. There are other alternatives that could possibly make you look good. And you know what, you could look good without even doing anything that brings you pain. Anyways, I got a bit off topic today, but beauty was what we were talking about. Another painful activity that my mom made me go through the other day to enhance my beauty was getting my makeup done at Sephora. Ew. In the middle of the mall with everyone walking by I have to sit in this uncomfortable chair with some lady painting on my face. Then when she finishes covering up my entire face with some liquid stuff that is supposed to match my skin tone, she moves to the eye makeup. As I mentioned before, my eyes are twitchy and I don't do well with people coming near them, so of course when she attempts to do my eyeliner, it gets all over my eye, making me look worse. So, basically, I left and was in a bad mood the rest of the day.

Hope your days go better than mine,
Hadley