A few years or maybe a decade ago a wrote a post about how Nora Ephron felt bad about her neck but I felt bad about my brows. In the time since that post, I continued to mourn my lack of facial hair. This year, I stopped whining and looked for solutions. If Richard Branson can build his own rocket and take his bushy brows into space, then surely, somewhere, existed a solution for my little problem. As a birthday present to myself, I invested in a serum named, promisingly, neu brow. It held all the promise, to me, of the troll doll I won at a birthday party in the 70s, and rubbed the head of daily for good luck. I don’t remember that troll doll saving me from my awkward fourth grade social situation but dang, that neu brow stuff worked. I now have a full set of brows punctuating my narrow face and highlighting the previously less noticeable bags under my eyes. The neu brows are three shades darker than my hair so it’s not an ideal situation, but at least I have something to work with. If anyone knows of a good under eye miracle cream let me know in the comments below. Or maybe I’ll buy one of those good luck trolls on Etsy.