I, probably like most of you over plucked or over waxed my eyebrows early on. A mistake we would all live to regret. My eyebrows weren’t bad before I decided to get them microbladed, but I was definitely going for the thicker brow look. I had 2 different consultations, and after seeing both girls, I decided on one and took the terrifying step and made the appointment. I was terrified. I mean this was my face that could potentially be ruined. BUT, I went to a very respectable place with a great reputation, and let’s be honest, I had also been heavily IG stalking the girl that would be microblading my eyebrows to check her work. The cost was around $650, then $100 approximately 6 weeks later to get your touch up appointment.
The day of the appointment I wanted to puke I was so nervous. I kept finding every excuse to cancel it. I had an upcoming trip to New York, and of course was blaming the humidity there as to why this appointment just couldn’t happen. Nonetheless, I went in, got it done, and was OBSESSED! She had done such a great job. I couldn’t stop staring at my eyebrows the first week after they were done.
I know what you’re thinking… how can a girly girl be a tomboy? But I’m serious, this was the story of my life during childhood!
We grew up on a farm in Eastern Washington, and all 5 of us children were expected to get our hands dirty and help out. I had no problem with that, but my parents had to tear me away from my dress-up games each time. Like a lot of little girls, I was always in my mom’s closet, raiding her clothes and jewelry, as I wobbled around in her high heels, experimenting with her make-up. I’m sure I looked funny….and maybe even a bit clown-like…..but I didn’t exactly look like a farm girl.
I also loved watching sports, so I found myself with more guy friends. I always had more in common with the guys than the girls. Football is my absolute favorite and I’m a Chicago Bears fan through and through! It’s been a brutal 10 years to be a fan, but it doesn’t stop me from traveling to Chicago every year to watch my boys play. Plus, has anybody else out there choreographed a Superbowl Shuffle? I think not. And come on, who doesn’t like tailgating parties?? Yep, just one of the boys….but with pretty outfits.
Hey there! Thanks for stopping by Sicilia City Style, a place to share and inspire. I’m Beth, and yes, I’m Italian! My grandparents immigrated to a farm town in Washington all the way from Italy. I come from one of those loud, crazy Italian families who cooked big, spaghetti dinners together every Sunday. It’s definitely one of those things I now look back on and am so thankful for.
I’m #4 of 5 kids, inheriting the darker skin and hair from the southern part of Italy, while my siblings inherited the lighter skin and blonde hair from the north. My husband is half Filipino, yet, I’m a mom to 3 little blonde boys. Genetics are funny that way. And I can’t leave out our other family member, Bella, our pudgy English bulldog. She’s everything you’d expect from an English bulldog…she snores really loud, loves to do absolutely nothing, and doesn’t always smell great. We’ve had her since she was 9 weeks old, and absolutely adore her.
I run my own Marketing and Consulting Agency in Seattle, which I really enjoy. When I’m not managing my business or running around chasing my boys (hubby included), I find myself obsessing over fashion. I’ve loved fashion ever since I was a little girl! I would (like a lot of little girls) find myself trying on my mom’s clothes and high heels, while sneaking her make-up, staying in front of the mirror for hours trying to put it on. My family always used to tease me and say that if I were starving, I’d spend my last dollar on clothes, rather than food. They were probably right.
So it’s time for me to share my obsession with you.