Eyelashes are in. You knew that didn’t you? You could tell because there isn’t a female appearing on TV that isn’t sporting mega-eyelashes. I liked the look, maybe because it took me back to the days when slapping on a pair of false eyelashes was as natural as putting on mascara. That was back in the ’70s, when I also drew in Twiggies with eyeliner beneath my bottom lashes and wore my skirts hemmed way up to here.
I used to be a dab hand at applying false eyelashes and I figured it was like riding a bicycle; I’d do it from muscle memory. So I bought myself a new set of at the drug store that came with their own little tube of glue and set about applying them. Muscle memory indeed! The trick to successfully applying false eyelashes is that you’ve got to get them as close to your natural lashes as possible. To put it bluntly, I couldn’t. Maybe it was me or maybe it was the lashes or maybe it was the glue, but I never managed to get them closer than a quarter inch away. Not good, I tell you. Not even passable.
Did this mean I had to give up the idea of lush eyelashes? No, it does not. I merely grew my own. Not via Latisse, which goes for upwards of $100 a pop, not to mention the doctor’s fee when you get the prescription. I bought a tube of RapidLash, and every night after I wash my face and apply my going-to-bed facial products, I apply this as well. It goes on like a clear eyeliner, just on the top lid along the lash line.
Yeah, I didn’t expect it to work either. Every day I’d peer at my eyelashes to see if new ones had sprouted. Nope. But then one day as I was getting ready to go out, I thought I noticed something different when I applied mascara. My lashes were, well, longer. A couple of weeks later, the result was undeniable: I now had long eyelashes. Really long eyelashes. Batt-ably long eyelashes. It was kind of creepy, in a way, how they just grew, like they were unspooling from inside my eyelid., and I wondered where or when they might end up.
However, I also saw why some women become addicted to the application of mascara: it’s fun when your eyelashes are really really long. And I flashed my lashes in the face of all my friends, just to show off, to share the news. Which is, actually, how this site got started.
Before: My naked eyelashes after RapidLash
After: an application of plain old Maybelline mascara.
I bought my Rapidlash at Ulta, the beauty superstore, for about $45.00. My friend, Jan, who is the leading member of our Advisory Board, got hers online.
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