Brushed Out

You learn something new every day, right? Well, at least I do.

Here's what I learned just lately. I was at a facial party thing with a bunch of lovely ladies. It was my turn to have a facial and the woman who worked with me cleaned my face, applied lotion or some such substance, and then she took out a teeny tiny tool that looked like a miniature baby bottle scrubber, and...what?!?!...brushed my eyebrows.

Yes, she brushed my eyebrows. Now maybe you've heard of this odd ritual, but this was a new one by me. I mean I never even knew there was a need for such a thing. My eyebrows weren't unruly. They weren't even tangled. I had no idea that there was a problem.

But she sent me home with not one, but two, eyebrow brushes. Clearly she detected a need. I hope you'll take a moment to notice my lovely coiffed eyebrows.

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