Help me understand you…
Why is it that you draw eagle wings on top of your eyes? Why do you sculpt your eyebrows in a way that makes you seem in a state of sudden shock like you’ve just seen a rat? Normally, your eyelashes are supposed come in to save the day but they tend to be even worse. They look like thin fish netting that has been dipped in cheap acrylic paint. The attachment goes beyond your eyelids, making me wonder if you want everyone to know that they are not of human origin. .
Recently, I started noticing some interesting eyebrow shapes of some women and the puzzling degrees in which women will arch, pluck, tweeze, wax and shave their eyebrows into unnatural angles. A handful even go as far a shaving it all off and drawing it into weird shapes with eye pencil or something. Is it that you have an itching urge to practice art or you are just desperate to look good? If you are not beautiful, it’s good to just accept it and work on your character. Blame you father for not marrying a beautiful woman or your mother for choosing a man with money instead of looks.
Understand that eyebrows are one of the first things men notice on a woman’s face. We cannot stand poorly groomed or unshapely brows. We can just persevere the ghostly sight in order to get a chance at quenching our thirst later on. Of course we still want to bang you on a kitchen table after playing pattycakes with your ass cheeks using a spatula but that’s all we desire. We don’t want a woman who will scare our kids away.
But let me say I understand where you come from a little bit. A woman’s need to feel physically desired is stronger than her need for food and shelter on the hierarchy of values. I don’t necessarily see the chasm between a woman’s made-up appearance and true appearance as some kind of malicious feminine (or feminist) conspiracy. Thicker brows are considered sexier and that’s what you all want to have. The truth is that almost everyone in this world wants to be perceived as more aesthetically pleasing, whether it’s men wanting bigger biceps and washboard abs, or women desiring unblemished faces and the pretense of big breasts and buttocks.
But ladies take it to the extreme. For 8-16 hours a day, you want to adequately convince yourselves that you are close to as alluring as the goddesses you see peppered across TV and the internet. Deep down you know it’s an act, but the emotional pull of the temporary delusion is just too strong.
Nevertheless, the social benefits of being perceived as ‘msupuu’ are intrinsically entwined with this self-delusion. When women reach a threshold level of attractiveness, the world becomes easier, more exciting and more indulgent of them. Men acquiesce to their requests, men flood their inboxes, fellow women want to befriend them and, most importantly, they garner the intoxicating overall joys of people paying (positive) attention to them.
As guys, it has reached that point where our genetically programming makes us to simply rate a girl as hot or ‘kiatu’ only based on her ‘”makeup application skills” and her “eyebrow drawing talents”, which is not cool
I think it’s okay for a woman to wear makeup if it’s not in crazy amounts but the eyebrows thing is just not necessary. It makes you look stupid.
So you have thin eyebrows…..or maybe you don’t! So what ? However yours are—and however you are in general—I’m sure you’re lovely. Mostly though, we don’t care about your eyebrows. And I mean that in the best way possible. Men aren’t so concerned with eyebrows. Decades ago, women did nothing to their eyebrows but they still got laid and got married. Men still chased after them.
My wish for all of you women feeling the pressure to look good is that at some point you will have a moment to look at yourselves and not care. Just care about what’s in your brain. Because if you’re not scared of being judged, the likelihood is that you’ll all feel significantly less shitty being our collective weird selves. And isn’t that what beauty’s actually about—letting your inner weirdo become your outer weirdo? I certainly hope so…because otherwise I have no idea what you’re doing.
