As a guy in his early 20s, the concept of beauty and grooming is pretty alien to me. Which is ironic, considering that I graduated with a fashion degree and have been working in an industry with close ties to beauty and that places an emphasis on presentation and looks. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not exactly a slob. I can clean up pretty well, but pomade and facial wash is probably the closest I’ve been to actual grooming. When the girls around me — there are a lot — start talk ing about makeup and beauty services, I just can’t keep up. I will admit that I’ve tried tweezing the middle of my brows just to keep myself from growing a uni-brow, but let’s just say I caused myself more pain than pleasure from seeing two separate brows maintained.
Which is why, when we decided to do this pseudo-beauty issue, I was assigned the lovely task of getting my eyebrows threaded and writing about it. Well, here we are. I was hesitant, to say the least — my sister got her brows threaded once, and she told me she teared up from the pain. It was more painful than tweezing, I was told. My brows were twitching in terror.