Seen on my way in to work the other day: a woman not just putting on makeup while waiting at a red light, but using an eyelash curler.
If you’ve never seen or used one, it’s an instrument of torture marketed as a beauty aid. It has a scissors-like thing that squeezes two pads together; you position your lashes between the pads, give a squeeze, and presto! Curly eyelashes.
We had one for years in the downstairs bathroom at my mom’s house; I fooled around with it a few times but concluded that it made my already fairly curly but transparent lashes stick up at a ludicrously perky, wide-awake angle.
This may have been the look the woman in the other car was trying to achieve.
