in pursuit of lashes

For those of you who don't know me I have a slight obsession with eye lashes. For some people it's shoes, for some cars, for me - lashes. I don't know if my obsession stemmed from the pathetic eye lashes I was genetically bestowed or whether it built over time seeing friends with beautiful natural lashes (Sara, Patricia, Heidi you know who you are). What I do know is that I have done some pretty expensive and excessive things in pursuit of longer, darker eye lashes.

My obsession started with tinting. Not so bad you would think. In the summers I would tint them for those times I wanted to go swimming or to the beach and not have to worry about it. You have to understand things from my point of view. And those of you blessed with dark long lashes just won't understand. But having short white-blond lashes and white-blond eye brows makes your whole face look funny. It looks like there is something missing. Dramatic - I know.

Moving on, after tinting wasn't doing it for me anymore I moved on to fake lashes. A friend of mine from MAC showed me how to apply them and from that day on I sported the fakes more than my own (thanks Steph). Unknown to me at that time I had crossed a very thin line. There was no turning back.

After a few months of the fakes I saw a friend at a party and she was wearing fakes too! Only wait! They weren't fakes, they were extensions!! Hence a whole new stage of crazy was about to over take me. I found out where she got them and headed there within the week. From that day on I got lash extensions and LOVED them. In hindsight not the most sensible move I've ever made; however, in my lash desperation I had no hope of resisting. So for the next six months I sported long, dark, beautiful thick lashes. You'll notice I have omitted writing about the effort and expense involved in the miracle lash extensions, this is purposeful so that my one reader doesn't understand the extent of my craziness. (too late?)

Then one fated day I had an allergic reaction to the lashes. My eyes swelled shut and they were so itchy I wanted to scratch my eyes out. After suffering for a few days and many antihistamines later I came to the sad realization that they had to come off and I was destined to short, white lashes for my life. Depression ensued.

When I thought all was lost - an idea..I'd gone this far how could I stop now? Shameless! What is left you ask? Latisse! A friend who lives in the States has been using it for some time with great results! How have I not tried this yet? So off I go to buy the Latisse and I am 11 days in and already seeing the results. Nothing dramatic yet, but I was told when I bought it that it takes about a month for good results and two to ensure the best. Have I found a permanent solution?

Stay tuned.....and eye lashes crossed!