eyelash extensions
today i went to an egr boutique today to pick up some more face cream. it's such a cute place, but it obviously caters to women with too much money and time on their hands. the people that work there seem to be like a "working class" version of this stereotype. if that's possible.
anyways, the nice-but-clueless middle-aged woman with radiant skin (mineral make-up, clearly) who helped me last time i was there saw me waiting in line. she couldn't quite place me, so she asked, "oh are you here to get your eyebrows waxed? you usually come here for that right?" no, you must be confusing me with all the other clients that look like me.
"no, actually i didn't know you did that."
"oh, we do. here let me get you a brochure. see? we do eyebrow waxing, bikini waxing, eyelash extensions..."
"excuse me?"
yes, apparently there is something called eyelash extension. you can pick your color, length, and fullness. they look real and natural --well, they might if you were a deer or cow. but that's not the best part...
they only cost $300!! huzzah! if you're pressed for cash, you can even get something (a little clockwork orange action, perhaps?) for $150. they last a whole 2-3 months and, after that, it's only $50 for touch-ups or whatever.
the reason i know this woman is clueless is because she looked at me and came to the conclusion that i am the type of person who a) would pay for the privilege of adding more hair to my face and b) has $300 just sitting around apparently waiting to be set on fire.
i am amazed that someone with $300 to spare isn't buying shoes with it. or massages. even in the realm of self-gratifying, fairly useless purchases there are far better things to waste your money on. i'm not even sure that shit is sanitary. seems like a doctor should be extending your eyelashes, not some random salon employee.
this is the single most shocking thing i've heard all day, except possibly that my dad is dating someone. lord. there is no end to the crazy that is my life.