so beautiful. and those eyebrows, to die for… i must have been 2 when I first saw ‘the blue lagoon’ and I can’t recall what was more emotional… how much i hated the curly, happy go lucky Mr. beige, or how much of a crush I had on brooke shields, but in either case it was a great love story in my head. I eventually met brooke at a cafe in soho over breakfast, many many years later. it was nothing like what i thought, but that’s life. and now look, my child hood crush is selling medical treatment that promotes eye lash growth for women with “incompetent lashes”. why my love? by uh