01/30/2026
Last week, I squeezed in a last-minute brow appointment for a friend whose mom is about to start aggressive chemo.
She smiled the entire appointment.
So excited to finally have brows.
I’ve done more “pre-cancer brows” than I can count at this point — and that fact still stops me every time.
These moments don’t feel small.
They feel sacred.
In seasons where so much feels out of control, I get to offer one thing that isn’t — a sense of normalcy, confidence, and care.
Being a small part of someone’s story like that?
I’ll never stop being humbled by it. 🤍