#139 - Don't Like Crazy Brows

Glam Brows
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​I've already talked about losing brows and lashes. It was a nasty surprise, 7 weeks after chemo ended.

​A month ago, I went back to the wig salon, where I got a complimentary consulation from one of the owners. She is a brow specialist AND she's been through chemo. What a relief!

She did a marvelous job, showing me how to use about 6 tools to paint on brows.  I looked just like Joan Crawford's pic, without Hollywood hair, flawless skin and stunning eyes and lips.  In other words, I don't need so much attention drawn to my face.

They're Growing!
 
I was thrilled to see new brows growing in before Christmas. I've always had mousey hair growth, but these new hairs were coming in with great gusto. In fact, my "magni-mirror" helped reveal to me what my friends and family, with better eyesight must have been cringing at already.

I seemed to channeling the brows of the late Andy Rooney. My brows were filling in nicely, but they weren't exactly growing into a nice arch. They were popping up everywhere. Some were curling up and some were sticking straight out. I must have stood with the hand mirror in the window light for 20 minutes, the day I made that discovery. As if my brow study wasn't freaky enough, I suddenly realized the "pool guy" was in the back yard and was probably wondering about the vain woman and her mirror. I yanked the curtain closed and laughed at myself.

So, I went to a nearby brow-threading salon and got a little help with the shape. But little can be done to get those wild ones to lay down and take a nap. It will take time. At least my brows aren't white, like Andy's!