The Shopoholic Chronicles

4th July 2011

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Beauty Is Pain

My mom used to tell me that every time I had to sit on the floor while she detangled my naps…its the only thing that is keeping me from taking out these uncomfortable bantu knots I have in my head. It was also the only thing that had me plucking for dear life this morning to get my eyebrows half way decent (they aren’t terrible, nothing a brow pencil couldnt fix). The waxing, the shaving, the arching of my body in weird angles just so I can paint my toes correctly. The shaping undergarments that tighten and lift, but confine the body and make you sweat more. I guess Im conditioned to put myself through this torture with those words my mom engrained in my head…Beauty is Pain.