2009 January — A Southern Fairytale

Beauty: Weekly Winners

12:28 AM ByRachelFiled UnderWeekly Winners

Scattered
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The Face Off
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Proof That Beauty Is In The Small Things
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Flying High
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someone found the face off shot to be disturbing and although I cannot imagine why, and I’m saddened that someone would see something ‘disturbing’ or ugly in what I experienced to be a funny stare down ‘face off’ between a father and son, I thought I would show y’all the picture taken immediately after. When Nathan swung Monkey up into his lap, laughing because they were having so much fun.
I can see that someone who isn’t a regular visitor and reader might not know us and so might take something out of context, but apparently it needs to be said: that picture was taken in a fun moment between a father and a son, there was nothing disturbing or malicious or anything ugly about it at all.

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Wax On, Wax Off?

11:45 PM ByRachelFiled UnderEverything Else

I go every couple of weeks to get my ~~caterpillars~~ eyebrows waxed at my local nail place and while I love these people and how sweet they are to my kids, they’re starting to give me a bit of a complex.

I enter to chiming cowbells and enthusiastic greetings and “Warren” leads me back to ‘the room’ where I lay on what must have once been an ironing board but is now enjoying a second life as a waxing table.

I put my head on a towel as “Warren” peers intently at my face.

He takes a deep breath and as he opens his mouth the stench of cigarettes and mint overwhelms my senses. It takes a lot to keep from cringing as he stares down at my face, studying me, breathing on me.

” Wax Eyebrows?” he says
“Yes”, I say “Eyebrows”
“No lip?” his voice rising just a hair at the end.
“No, just the eyebrows today” I say

Nothing. He says nothing. Does nothing. To me, it seems like the stillness goes on for an eternity, in reality probably 2 seconds. My stomach does a little twist as I fight the urge to leap off the table and grab the nearest mirror and stare at my upper lip. Did I suddenly become Borat? Am I hairy and grotesque, Have I morphed into the bearded lady in the brief time since I checked the mirror last? How has Nathan missed the fact that he’s obviously been kissing a swarthy swashbuckler?

“Warren” quickly finishes my eyebrows and I’m unable to even enjoy the sleekness of my perfectly coiffed brows over my sparkling ~~green~~ ~~blue~~ eyes because as I plop down my $10 and grab my kids all I can think about it is getting home and examining myself with a 10X magnified mirror and wondering, is there something someone needs to tell me?

Is Warren the only one being honest with me or does he just enjoy ripping the hair out of my face with his hot wax?

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