i'm excessively proud of my eyelashes. it has reached a point that- much as busty girls thrust back their shoulders- i will, at times, purposefully close my eyes in photographs, so that my lashes might appear to best advantage.
this is a foolishness saved from spiraling out of control by the fact that very few people in the world pay any attention to eyelashes, so the compliments i've pulled in typically come from old ladies or my mother, a demographic whose accolades are always suspect.
it is a whole other matter altogether when jmills leans across the bowls of noodles that were not the noodles of our lives and asks, WHAT mascara do you use? your lashes are stunning!