My Uni-Brow Made Me Do It

July 29, 2010

in Guest Hosts, OldSchool, Taking the Scenic Route

What do The Fickle Nickle and the Domesticated Gal have in common?  Other than a love of all things vintage, blogging, and Mad Men?  It just so happens, that she too has a way with words!  I’m always amazed at how easily a few sentences from this lovely lady can utterly captivate me.  Her posts are always charming and witty.  And oh so pretty!

So after you’ve enjoyed this brief introduction to one of my fav’s – click on over and read her latest!
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My Uni-Brow Made Me Do It.
 
Airplanes are not my thang. Call me crazy, BUT I just don’t understand how a HUGE 747 can defy gravity and sail through the open sky without falling. Luckily, my distaste for traveling by plane hasn’t completely ‘stopped’ me from flying, but let me tell ya… it takes a stubborn person to coerce me to do it. With that said, it was no surprise to me when I found myself on Hawaiian Airlines with my MOTHER.
 
My mom is VP of her sales company. I swear the lady could sell a pile of garbage to an innocent bystander, and have them walking away thinking they just won the lottery. I knew her skills were good, but I had no idea what I was up against until the day of take-off.
 
The airport was packed. As we sat waiting to board our plane, my nerves kicked in BIG time. The thought of taking a five-hour flight over the Pacific Ocean made me squirm with fear. I sweated. I shook. I wanted to vomit. I even contemplated making a dash to the nearest taxi cab. There was absolutely NO way I was about to get in that plane.
 
AND that’s when she did it. My mother pulled one of the biggest tricks from her sales-lady handbag, and I fell for it. BIG TIME.
 
“OH MY GOD. You have a uni-brow!” she gasped.
 
“Don’t worry honey, I know this amazing spa in Hawaii that will take care of that for you.”
 
Instantly, my plan for escape was hijacked by one new objective.
 
Get me on that plane asap.

{ 5 comments }

2girlsonabench August 25, 2010 at 6:28 pm

Distraction is key, also a drink on the plane doesn't hurt either! You're mom rules!

The Empress August 4, 2010 at 4:49 am

on my way to meet you…loved this!

Poppy July 30, 2010 at 5:25 am

She is good and I want to more info because I don't want to be on the receiving end of her pitch. I'll end up with a time share in Bahrain.

Erin I'm Gonna Kill Him July 30, 2010 at 3:46 am

I have the same affliction. I've spent more than a few flights breathing into a brown bag. My mother is so the opposite that she had us flying on a plane during the Y2K Change-over in 2000. It was my family and 3 other people on board a huge jet. Why? It was a deal!!

Nicole Carpenter July 29, 2010 at 5:21 pm

YAY!!! I never knew that my uni-brow would make me famous:) xo

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