when my brother swims . . . his eyelashes go together like dark stars
when he comes up from under water.
it’s because they’re so thick. they just clump together and make him
look even better. this happens naturally of course.
he would be mad if he knew i had even brought it up.
so don’t tell him i mentioned it in a public journal. please.
my nephew’s (his son) eyelashes do the same.
so did my handsome husband’s.
so do 90% of all the men i’ve ever known.
well . . . .
actually i haven’t seen all 90% of them when they’re wet.
but you get the picture. they all have these ridiculously beautiful,
naturally thick dark eyelashes. don’t they.
now what’s up with that? i’d like to know why.
did the hunters’ eyes need more protection than the gatherers?
i think not!!!
some women actually are blessed with naturally lovely dark lashes,
but in the overall scheme of things and numbers, they’re very few.
we are little brown wrens.
and men are peacocks.
it’s just one of those tiny unfair things in life.
you learn to accept it and move on. and use a magical product
around the age of 16 . . . in my day.
today they’re moving on and using it now at the age of 11, 12 or 13.
aaggghhh!!!! but that’s a whole other post for another time. lol!
i read somewhere once that mascara is made from bat doo doo.
it has a special name so you don’t know that it’s doo doo.
or . . . if you prefer . . . poo poo.
it’s officially called bat quano. and it’s a key ingredient apparently
in the mascara you put on your eyelashes.
i love little bats. i think they’re cute.
and they’re very helpful to our environment. i’m all for them.
but . . .
i’ve been in a cave.
i quit wearing mascara years ago.
i’m just sayin’ . . .