Auvoir, Les Cils {Cue Tragic Symphonic Movement, Something Saint-Saëns-ish}


I feel… I feel naked.


Those are not tears, but the residue of the oil-based makeup remover I used — a real cracker, FACEAtelier Melt, the oiliness of which did as was warned, and dissolved the glue holding the extended eyelashes to my own lashes.

Dissolved it utterly.

Little black slashes of flickiness littered on cotton wool pads.

I feel desolate. I may resort to poetry.

And lashes lease hath all too short a date…

Ah, now, in fairness: the guts of seven weeks! And I was really pushing it, as time marched on.

Would I do it again? I would, if the next round of lashes were more hair-like. These, straight up plastic that they were, felt a little harsh when they got in my eye. Now that I know how annoying they are to start with, I’d give them a week to settle in before I, oh, I don’t know, went on a five-star romantic holiday somewhere. Or something.

If! If my lashes aren’t completely in rag order that is — the ones that are left. It was all I could do to not lash on some mascara and see what the damage is. I’ll save that until later.

Baby steps.


I got my eyelashes extended at Venus Medical. See for more information.


3 thoughts on “Auvoir, Les Cils {Cue Tragic Symphonic Movement, Something Saint-Saëns-ish}

  1. You realy should try doing the individual lashes yourself, they are dead easy, I find them easier than the strip ones! Also Rimmels Lash Accelerator mascara really did help my lashes get stronger and longer ;) x

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