Thursday, April 5, 2012


I remember during my junior prom when my cousin and aunt were begging me to have my brows plucked. I refused afraid of the change; more so, being gayer to look at than I am. Finally, after some years of friends convincing, I gave in. While my friends were on a movie, I and partner decided to undergo the painful process of beautifying our brows. We passed by a threading salon and impulsively decided to do it. Not so bad after all. They had mine reshaped and damn I should say, beauty is fucking pain.


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