How much can you say without words?

I’m talking about your eyebrows.

It’s Saturday morning and I’ve been up for about an hour. My friend is coming over in 35 minutes and I’d best get dressed. I want to put to bed the rumor that I haven’t gotten dressed in two months. So there.

But I got waylaid. I was checking on the news about current events which center on you know who and all the indictments against him. I happened to see in the corner of the screen a picture of a woman of a certain age (same age as me I think) who was most attractive in her curly hair. I was intrigued. I clicked on it and lo and behold it was a website for wigs.

Okay, I can deal with wigs. They are certainly more interesting than my own hair at the moment. The picture advertising her hair flipped back and forth between shots taken from different angles and what captivated me was her eyebrows.

Her eyebrows, so much more than the style of her hair, spoke millions. There was an eyebrow shot that said, “Who me?” and in the next shot it said, “Fat chance buddy.”

I actually have an eyebrow that can shoot up into my hairline saying all sorts of things. One of the things my eyebrow can say is, “You and who else is going to make me do that?” Another thing it says is, “You really think that will work?” Something else it says is, “Were you raised in a barn? Shut the fucking door.”

The expressiveness of our eyebrows and the glancing looks we can make should really be represented with our characters. As a writer you might say something like, “The man appeared to be slovenly. He had one of those beer bellies at 35 that in his 40s is going to be twice as large. In his 50s he will begin to display a plumber’s crack the likes of which his wife will be truly mortified. But, his eyes, oh, they are expressive and especially his eyebrows. They speak volumes most of which belongs in the bedroom. That’s why I love him.”

Okay, I need to go get dressed.

Love and kisses and thanks for reading.