On most days I’m glad I was born a girl?pressure to procreate, period cramps, and society’s perception of aging notwithstanding?but every so often I suffer from pangs of male-sex envy that have nothing to do with life’s Big Stuff. Namely" When I take a good, hard look at my husband’s face and realize I’ll never, ever have eyebrows like him. Thick, slightly untamed, subtly unified, his are the brows that?up until recently?just weren’t acceptable for women to have, and if they did, they’d get waxed and tweezed into oblivion as soon as it’s age-appropriate (shout-out to little Lourdes Leon.) I wish I had ...
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