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Halloween is…what exactly?

I recently emerged from my surgeon-mandated Cocoon of Rest to get my eyebrows threaded savaged (more on that later). My life has been so boring of late that I try to put one activity on the calendar each day. And sometimes it’s something shallow like addressing my eyebrows.

Judge away.

I was the first customer to show up that day so I interrupted the brow lady’s breakfast. I sat for a moment and waited. This woman and her business partner, both originally from India, have been doing my eyebrows periodically for the past five years, and I didn’t have anywhere else to be.

Once she was done, I lay back in the barber-style chair and we started chatting.

“So what is this Halloween? I have lived here in American many years and I still don’t understand.”

“Hm. Well. Kids dress up in costumes. And adults too now I guess?”

I was totally uptalking.

I continued in a way that sounded a bit like “something, something…um, Day of the Dead in Mexico? And then there’s Santa for Christmas and a bunny for Easter! Wow, this is a strange country.”

I thought about showing her this picture of me dressed as a bunny for Halloween but then nothing in this world would make any sense ever again.

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In the end, I blame this bizarre conversation for the end result which I didn’t really notice until days later. Given the history, I thought she knew I still wanted a full, natural shape. Basically the eyebrow equivalent of a hair trim.

The result wasn’t as bad as the Ghosts of Eyebrows past, but they’re pretty skinny (for me).

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Oh! Another weird thing? I don’t know the name of either of the eyebrow women and after going there for five years, I feel like it’s way too late to ask.

 

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Help! I need a Halloween costume.

When it comes to Halloween, I am a middle-of-the-roader. I definitely don’t hate the holiday. But I find myself skipping Halloween parties all too often due to lack of a costume.

Staying home and eating cupcakes wouldn’t be the worst thing.

This year, I have two Halloween parties I’d like to attend – one of which is Eliza‘s annual fete. She LOVES Halloween and always has superb costumes. I feel pressure to come up with something good.

Amazon has suggested that I be a nun and has approximately 200 nun costume options. For once, I am not exaggerating.

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A horse is a horse

…except when it’s a creepy, creepy mask.

I wouldn’t even try it on. Beyond the rubber smell, something about this mask freaked me out. Maybe the way it reminded me of this classic movie scene.

Oddly enough, I spotted the mask in a store in rather elegant Sonoma Square.