My name is Meghan, and I am an addict. One month ago I spent my lunch hour in a tiny office high above Soho’s shopping district. Upon entering I was welcomed by two pretty young women who took off my shoes and asked me to lay down. They covered me with a blanket and I soon drifted off into a dreamless, blissed out sleep.
While I dozed, those brilliant and nimble-fingered young women glued 70 individual lashes to each eye in under and hour. The results were as dramatic as I could have hoped—I felt like a Kardashian and I haven’t work mascara since. Looking back, I don’t think I even grabbed a sandwich that afternoon, but I can say in all honesty that it was the best-spent lunch hour of my young, employed life.
This post is about taking back the lunch hour—and putting it to good use. We all know the drill. We spend the hour between 12 and one with a fork in one hand and a memo in the other, or we duck out to the deli next door in a mad dash to get back to our desks before the phone rings. And many people prefer their lunch spent that way. “I’d rather eat at my desk,” a friend recently told me. “It’s much more efficient.” “Fair enough,” I agreed, “But when was the last time you had your eyebrows done?”
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Possibly the most dramatic change that can be made in an hour, individual eyelash extensions are applied with medical-grade glue and last for approximately three weeks. The cost is steep—at roughly $100 a session, but when you wake up feeling like Mila Kunis, you can thank me on Twitter. In NYC, ForbesWoman hat-tips Eyelure Soho, but check deal sites like Lifebooker for the best prices in your hood. Another Forbes staffer adds her own caveat: check to find out whether the adhesive is latex-based, as many certain people have allergic reactions to the ingredient.