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Eyelash Adventures 


My esthetician and I go way back. She's one of my favorite human beings on the planet and makes it tolerable to get waxed every month because I get to visit with her. We worked together many moons ago at a cosmetic counter and let me tell you, that job brings you close to people. Anyhoo, she asked if I'd be interested in getting lash extensions. I'd seen them everywhere, but was hesitant to spend the money. Seemed frivolous, but on a dreary winter day, I needed a pick me up and went for it. My goodness, I have zero regrets. It takes about 90 minutes for the initial application, but 90 minutes of laying down peacefully is a great gift. The glue she used did not irritate my eyes and I have extremely sensitive skin. I could not believe the difference. I was hooked. It's very important to follow the care instructions to take care of them, but mine lasted in tact for a good two and a half weeks. Fills can be done for a fraction of the cost. And, the cost. My lovey charges $200 for the full set and $35 for the fills after. I know, it seems like a lot. But, it's really not. I didn't have to use mascara and I go through mascara every 2 months and I'm ridiculous and only use Chanel (it is the best) which costs $40 a tube. More importantly, it felt really good to do something for myself. I had reservations about writing this post because it may seem ridiculous to some to spend money on lashes. It may be, but for me, sometimes, I just need to do something for myself without guilt. Judge me or don't, but I have zero regret. I loved my lashes, they gave me a little boost that I really needed. 
The nitty gritty for my local friends:
Diane Arroyo (@makeup_by_dianearroyo on Instagram)

If you go, please tell her I sent you. This is not a sponsored post, just a shout out to my girl whom I've watched become a girl boss and I'm so proud. And, also to encourage anyone to abandon guilt and just treat yourself. Life's too short and your happiness has value. xoxox

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