Brows and Threading

My eyebrows are right out of hand.

A few months ago I foolishly decided that my temperamental threading lady had seen the last of me. I opted instead to go to some dodgy hair salon where a just out of beauty school 19 year old proceeded to ooh and aah her way through my brows. I say through – because they were practically see-through once she was done. Suffice it to say, I have spent the last two months “growing them out”.

 They are now officially about 3000 hairs beyond where any amount of “growing them out” should ever have taken them. Which brings me to my current dilemma – where in Cape Town does one get one’s brows threaded? After asking around, I quickly realised that my crazy threading lady is the same crazy threading lady everyone else I know goes to – what is a girl to do? So I Googled it. I now have a 4:45pm appointment with a complete stranger called Laila at her home. What if I get sold into slavery? Well at least I’ll have great looking brows for a while.