So there I was at the traffic lights this morning. happily plucking my eyebrows in the rearview mirror, as you do, when I noticed a small flicker of silver glimmering back at me in my reflection.
At first I assumed it was merely a bounceback from this beautiful Indian summer sunshine we are experiencing today, so I continued on to the next set of traffic lights.
When I stopped at the Marble Arch junction, I pulled out my tweezers again and popped down the mirror, at which point I discovered to my absolute HORROR, that there were in fact several little flecks of silver living in amongst my eyebrows!
I skillfully tweezed each and every one of them before the lights changed, as only someone who has been grooming their eyebrows in a car rearview mirror for over 20 years can.
I was only 25 when I discovered my first grey hair. For years, whenever a new one sprouted up I would simply pluck it out, only to find two more appear in its place a few weeks later.
Eventually, I realised that even my advanced plucking skills could no longer cope with the extent of the problem and it will be no great surprise to regular readers of Grenglish, that I have been having my hair coloured every 7-weeks, for a very very long time.
I am just not ready to be grey yet. At some point, I know that I will have to give in to this and go grey gracefully but until that day comes, please just answer me this one question:
Can I use mascara on eyebrows?