In high school my friend Michelle was always trusting me, I don't know why. We (okay, probably me) decided that she needed her eyebrows plucked, and I offered to do it for her. Well, after the first couple of plucks she totally wimped out, she said it hurt too much. So I had a brilliant idea! I got out the Nair (probably in our drawer for 10 years) and carefully applied it to her extra eyebrow hairs, disregarding all warnings on the bottle to keep it away from your eyes.
As we were waiting the designated amount of time, she started complaining that her eyebrows were burning. Now, considering she was wimpy about pulling a couple hairs out, I said "Stick your head out the window you big baby!" I thought the cold winter air would help. (I know...dumb!)
So when the timer went off, we wiped off Michelle's unwanted hair, as well as some not-so-unwanted eyebrow skin. Oops!
As if high school isn't intimidating enough, poor Michelle walked around the next week with scabs under her eyebrows, courtesy of yours truly. Though I will say she did do a fairly decent camoflauge job with the blue eyeshadow.
Poor Michelle. No wonder I hardly have any friends!!
As we were waiting the designated amount of time, she started complaining that her eyebrows were burning. Now, considering she was wimpy about pulling a couple hairs out, I said "Stick your head out the window you big baby!" I thought the cold winter air would help. (I know...dumb!)
So when the timer went off, we wiped off Michelle's unwanted hair, as well as some not-so-unwanted eyebrow skin. Oops!
As if high school isn't intimidating enough, poor Michelle walked around the next week with scabs under her eyebrows, courtesy of yours truly. Though I will say she did do a fairly decent camoflauge job with the blue eyeshadow.
Poor Michelle. No wonder I hardly have any friends!!
Laura 
Amber
I still hate you for this!!!!!
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