Bad decision

So I wax. Do you? What do you wax? Well, I wax my body, well my eyebrows and girly mustache, not those other body parts they do in "Brazil." Any who.....
Today was the day. I hadn't waxed in FOREVER and so I decided I'd take a stab at it. I have been doing my own waxing since I got married, I use to live with this wonderful girl, Jamie, and she was a professional, but I got it free. The friendly roommate discount. She did great. She would spend a good 20 min. or more and wax, pluck, and make me a new girl with definition on the brow line. Well, at first I was horrible and took forever. However, through the years and trials, I have gotten better....UNTIL today. I decided to do it at the wrong time and that was the start of a horrible ending to this sad story. Why was the timing wrong you ask? Well, Connelly was awake and getting into, on, around, and breaking EVERYTHING he could find in the bathroom. (Basically, he was eating my tampons and opening up maxi pads one by one. Among other things he could find under the sink.) So my excuse for this horrific tragedy is I was rushed and distracted. As you can see my eyebrows are basically gone on the right side and totally discombobulated on both sides. Neither side matches and this is the ending result. I can't fix it and I just have to wait for them to grow back, and try again. To tell you the truth, this isn't the first time, and I doubt it will be the last. I know most of you are thinking, "Kandy, quit being so cheap and pay for the freaking eyebrows to get waxed." And to all of you, this is what I say, "NO. I'm going to stay "frugal" and just live with my ugly self for a few weeks until they grow back.