Bigger is always better in my book. Whether its paychecks or houses or diamonds or sunglasses I always prefer grandeur. My latest–and largest–obsession: Eyelashes.
I wore these over-the-top lashes to my birthday dinner last Saturday night (that’s right—I kissed sweet sixteen good-bye. She’s so last year.). Besides batting these bad boys at the Chace-Crawford-hot waiter, the most entertaining part of the evening? All the attention my new accessories were receiving…even if some of these stares did shout out, “What a freak!”
Did these stares faze me? I didn’t even bat a lash. I guess some people can’t handle fabulous.
Here’s what I used to create this look: