Dreading the Threading

When it comes to appearance, Ashley obviously tends to favor me.  As a consequence, she has also inherited my dark hair and far-ranging eyebrows.  I know she is young but seriously, no girl wants a unibrow and mustache, no matter what your age. 

SO...she has started getting her eyebrows waxed and fortunately, we have a brilliant esthetician friend who was doing it for her.  Unfortunately, our friend is moving so we have to figure something else out. 

Enter threading.  The newest thing in hair removal.  We know some people who have tried it and recommended it, so one day while we were at the mall, Ashley and I decided to go for it.

Ashley went first.  The lady doing the threading was probably Indian and didn't speak a lot of English.  She pretty much just motioned for Ashley to sit in the chair and said, "brow?"  I sat and watched as Ashley was worked on.  I asked Ashley if she was okay and she shyly said, "yes."  When she was finished with the eyebrows the lady said, "lip?"  I figured might as well go for it, as Ashley needed it done and we were already there.  I will admit that after the lip was done, Ashley's eyes were a little teary.

Then it was my turn.  I sat in the chair and from the first pull of the thread, I flinched big-time and was thinking, "OUCH!!"  Just to make it clear, if you have not ever experienced threading, I am telling you right now, it hurts!  It's much more painful than waxing. 

After my brows were done, I too got the question, "lip?"  Now at this point I have two choices.  I can just do it like Ashley did, give her a little moral support, considering I'm the one who got her into this or I can jump out of that chair as fast as possible and say, "NO WAY!"

Wondering what I did?  I'm not ashamed to tell--option two all the way.