Seeing these pictures of Model-Morphosis (via A Cup of Jo) in February, I noticed that most of those models have some eyebrows going on. I decided to let my eyebrows grow in to see what happens. Now, I’m not trying to be a model, but I’m also not trying to have to pluck or wax my eyebrows for the rest of my life.
Growing in eyebrows is a little scary looking or at least self-conscious-making (and a lot slower than you would think), but I have the perfect cover: I got bangs.
Wanting a hair change without cutting my hair, I had been thinking about bangs but was worried that the texture of my hair (fine and wavy) and my daily bike commute would make them impossible.
Then I saw this post: Ask Sarah: How Do I Get Bangin’ Bangs on A House in the Hills
That picture combined with the tips for fine-haired bangs immediately convinced me. I found a salon a block from my work and made an appointment for during lunch. Considering I had never been to this salon before, I got very lucky — she gave me exactly what I asked for, despite a c-curl and a cowlick in the bangs area.
With the bangs, I could hide the growing-in eyebrows during their awkward months. Perfect.
And it turns out that bike helmets are great for keeping bangs flat. (Let’s see how that works out once it warms up and the commute gets sweaty…)
The thing about bangs though, is that they grow. Much faster than the rest of your hair, which I really just don’t understand. The rest of my hair does not grow half an inch in three weeks.
So this morning, I trimmed my bangs. And you know what happened next.
The first trimming I did myself a few weeks ago went so well I was confident I could pull it off again. And I did — they are even but a wee bit short, leaving my eyebrows partially exposed.
I have three options:
1. Pluck or wax my brows
2. Wear my large-framed glasses all the time
3. Tell myself that probably no one is looking at my eyebrows (except that I’m flying to Phoenix to visit my family this weekend and family are the people that notice these things, along with the people who sit next to you on airplanes if they’re anything like me) and no one cares about eyebrows (clearly I care about eyebrows and I can’t be the only one, in fact there are a surprising number of tumblrs devoted to eyebrows…)
Glasses it is.