No. The answer is no.
With Thanksgiving right around the corner, I thought I’d mention the few things I’m grateful for.
So, what is a Wunderbrow? Well, it’s an eyebrow filler that is top-notch. Typically, an intentional misspelling of a product name when it seems to serve no purpose is a hard no for me*. But, desperate for an eyebrow cure, I gave it a chance. Lookie here, I was born with massive, luxurious brow. Yes, brow. That bitch went all the way across. And then the ’90s happened. Thin brows were the business. So, I started waxing.
I went from Bert to Ernie with a quickness.
Then, I became an adult and decided eyebrows are, you know, nice to have. I’ve tried pencils. I’ve tried serums that swore my brows would be fully back. Nothing worked. I mean, I have brows, but they are speckled with bald spots and that’s not a good look on anyone.
So, I decided to bite the bullet, get over my spelling hangups, and try Wunderbrow. You guys, it’s wunderful. It’s a gel that you apply to your brows to make them bolder and fill in those pesky thin spots. Here’s the thing, though, the shit does not budge once it dries. I was a little heavy handed the first go around and rocked the Frida Kahlo for a couple of days.
^That is also my facial expression 99% of the time.
Anyway, any oil based cleanser will remove it. I didn’t have any because I am not a fully developed grown up. I got desperate and used a bit of coconut oil. It works perfectly and it’s what I still use. The Kahlo incident was three years ago and I still haven’t gotten around to ordering makeup remover. It’s who I am as a person and I make no apologies for it.
Wunderbrow comes in a variety of colors and you can order it on Amazon. In fact, I use the subscribe and save option and have it automatically delivered every few months.
*I fully realize our book series is called Turrible Seasons: An Ermahgerd Merstery, but that is because the lead character has a speech impediment, making the misspelling both necessary and hilarious. If you’d read them, you would know that. If you haven’t read them, please do. They’re a damn delight. Everyone says so.
Okay, guys, man, talking about things you like makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. It’s weird.