Nothing says feminism like gluing plastic tips to your eye hairs.
If you haven’t heard about eyelash extensions, join Patrick Star underneath his rock. You’ll live a happy life in Bikini Bottom together. But it’s likely you know more about them than me, just from secondhand knowledge and seeing friends post their luscious lashes on social media. That being said, it was about time I tried them, especially since my own mother swears by them (and looks dang good while doing it).
I did a lot of research because my sister had a bad allergic reaction when she tried extensions. I combed through Yelp reviews, Google comments, etc., looking for the best place in Houston (not considering price as a factor — I wanted to do it right) and settled on Lashes by Ann, which has almost a cult following in the city. I convinced my friend and fellow podcaster Elsa to join me, and we both had great experiences.
When I arrived, I was told to lay flat on the table, eyelids taped shut and sticky pads placed over my bottom lashes. I suspected my lashes were too thin for the regular extensions, and I was right — I had to go with the volume lashes, which have three lashes to every one real lash. The actual process was fairly simple. I’ve heard that some people experience some discomfort, but the hardest part for me was the brightness of the light in my face. I squirmed a little bit at the thought of not being able to open my eyes, but it wasn’t painful in any way. The eyelash technician placed each set of three lashes onto my own lashes, methodically and carefully. I was nervous to see the finished product when I sat up, about an hour later.
Looking at myself was initially shocking. I felt like my lashes entered the room before me. But after just a few days and applying my makeup normally, I started LOVING them.
Maintenance requires refills every 2-4 weeks, depending on how many fall out. The initial appointment was $120, with refills costing $40-50. I’m comparing it to going to the nail salon once or twice a month. I went for a touchup two weeks after my first appointment, and I think that was a bit too soon. They still looked great, so I probably could have waited until the three week mark. If it’s financially doable, and you’re someone with short or thin lashes, I think this is worth it. Or, if you’re like me and TRYING to date, it might step up your glam game with minimal makeup. In other words, I’ll trick the men into thinking I have naturally flirtatious eyes but they can’t put their finger on why. A win win, honestly. Snaps for manipulation.