Every culture has its share of urban legends. It is often passed around from generation to generation, and each version changes too, depending on how drunk the storyteller is.
Except for my body, most parts of me are thin or sparse — my hair, my brows, my patience, and my lashes. I'm not a big fan of make-up, it's too time consuming for me. My make up arsenal looks lonely, my mascara and my curlash gather dust, and I hate falsies. I like to look polished, that subtle but classy I-woke-up-like-this-but-better look.