I was having such a lovely day today. I was out in town and going from beauty hall to beauty hall up and down Oxford Street. I was accosted by some Benefit girls and a Givenchy lady. I fell in love with Guerlain and I vowed to find out more and try loads of their products.
As I moved away from the Givenchy counter in House of Fraser having tried an application of their torture ball mascara (it’s not a torture mascara. I quite liked it. I just can’t remember the name of it) I found myself standing at the Glow Brow Bar with a seat opening up in front of me.
I’ve never had my brows threaded. I’ve wanted to try it for so long. Everyone always looks so gorgeous when they’ve had their brows threaded and I’ve heard that it’s painless, long lasting, blah blah blah.
I was thrown into the seat and it was violently reclined. I was then attacked with some thread whilst wincing from the pain. Not only did a piece of thread break across my face but I was repeatedly grunted at with orders to put my hands on my brows to provide the necessary tension.
To add insult to injury, at the end of the first brow I was abruptly asked what happened to my brows. What? What do you mean? I was shown a huge gap in my brow that was stopping the lady from being able to easily thread my brow into the usual shape, then shown how it was the same on the other brow! I don’t know what happened! I guess it’s a massive birth defect that I’ve had all my life!!!???
I was then asked to pay the £14 for the torture session and shown in the mirror how it looked like Elmo had drawn all over my face with red crayon before being sent on my way! Argh!
I tried to find refuge in the Starbucks next door but that was just a whole other traumatic experience. I’ll tell you about it later. Right now I need some sleep!!!
Avoid the Glow brow bar at all costs!!!