The Case Of The Missing Eyebrows
Here I am preparing for yet another day without my own eyebrows.
Thank you faithful lip pencil for filling the void.
I can no longer recall the exact date that I realised I had been
the victim of a serious crime.
I fear I may have subconsciously erased the details
from my mind as a coping mechanism.
You see, as a result of a heinous theft in my past, I am relatively brow less.
It seems my eyebrows were stolen from me at a young age.
The perpetrator of this criminal act has yet to be identified.
I don't usually speak about this ongoing investigation,
but even Magoo has picked up the scent.
After jumping into bed for a cuddle the other morning he gasped -
"Mum, whez woo whybows gorn?"
(Like he can talk, his blonde brows are barely discernible too!
Genetics is a curse sometimes!)
Mrs Choo, my Year 9 Maths teacher also suffered a similar fate. She fought back against this crime with stunning permanent eyebrow tattoos.
I favour a brown pencil myself.
Today, please spare a thought for those members of society whose eyes, through no fault of their own, have been left frameless.
If you should happen upon a pair of stolen eyebrows or know whodunnit, please contact me.
Reward - one pair of tweezers. As new.
Linking with the 52 Week Project being hosted over @ Daisy Roo and Two this week.