Pampered

I love to pamper myself. Actually, I prefer to go to a salon. I guess I'll have to admit it, I have lopsided eye sight, so, tonight, when I tried to wax my eyebrows, I messed up pretty bad. I was so sick of seeing bushy brows with little hairs spread sparatically around my eyes that I just warmed up that bottle of wax and went to work.

I got wax all over my eye, even on my lashes. Had to wash it. So, I took the tweezers and started to tweeze. Notice, I said tweeze. I once knew a girl who cried, "We're not chickens, we don't pluck our brows!" LOL! So hence, I say tweeze.

Right now, one eye is thinner than the other. I'm scared to fix it. I'm hoping my boyfriend can help me out when he gets home.

A few years ago, I had blond streaks in my hair. I was running out of money so I couldn't afford to touch up my roots. This was two days before I went to the New England Patriots Cheerleader tryouts. So, I had to fix my hair. I went to CVS to buy a box of color for like, $6 or so. I went home, applied the color and timed myself according to the directions. When I walked back into the bathroom to look at my new color, it was bright orange! I'm talking pumpkin orange! AHHHH. Thankfully, the hair salon was opened and he let me come in to fix it. Which sucked because color correction on my hair length was $80; instead of maybe $25 to just touch up a few streaks.

As for my nails, I can't seem to keep them the length I want or even, to keep them looking, even. I can wear my glasses when I give myself a manicure or a pedicure but I prefer to go to a salon. They do a better job. I can't apply color myself because I always make a mess. I have to face the facts, I'm not good with my hands. My boyfriend is so much better at applying polish to  my nails than I'll ever be, so what do you supposse that means about me?

If I had a bottomless bank account, I would make monthly, or bi-monthly visits to my salon; like I did a few years ago.

Right now, a day at the spa for necassary pampering is needed!