It’s all right, I hear it all the time. “Lookit the little eyebrows!” I don’t consider them my best feature, but I get it; they stand out. Personally, I think my eyes are more interesting, but nobody notices because they’re so close to my eyebrows. And these cute little bunny ears, those are unusual, right? You’d think someone would say something about those, right? Nope. Eyebrows. But it’s fine. I don’t even care that I can’t hold a frickin’ conversation with people because they keep staring at my forehead. Really. I’m OK.
I swear I wasn’t going to just say it, Sharon H.
Those eyebrows are on fleek.
(Note: The woman who came up with that phrase was talking about her eyebrows.)
It’s a bunneh-kitteh! My, what big eyes you have!
She’s rather plucky, isn’t she? ?
OK, yes, sweet thing, the eyebrows are special – but so is the rest: those gorgeous mismatched eyes, for one, and just your entire adorable self that awakens dangerous maternal instincts. Come here, sweetums! *plans to steal little puffball*
😛 😛
I totally agree on all counts. Actually it was the eyes that drew my focus first then those amazing eyebrows. But that face and that fluffiness! As George Takai says “Oh my!” And the race is on to see who gets to sweetums first, I think my purse is big enough to smuggle her out.
Ok, that’s it. Screw the condo bylaws. I’m taking this gorgeous creature home with me, RIGHT NOW. And I’ll pay the freaking fines.
S/he doesn’t really look like the eyebrow fixation is OK. That expression is close to weepy.
“My eyes are down here, people!”
LOL!
Perpetual wonderment and surprise are etched in that sweet face.