#eyelash curling

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How To Choose Eyelash Curl For Your Eye Type

Enhancing the natural beauty of your eyes can be achieved with the right eyelash curling. At Ira Bale Brows, we specialize in providing the best beauty treatments for your brows and lashes. Choosing the perfect eyelash curl tailored to your eye type can make a significant difference in your overall look. In this blog, we'll explore how to choose the right eyelash curl for your eye type to accentuate your natural beauty.

Understanding Eyelash Curls

Eyelash curls come in various types, each designed to achieve different looks and complement different eye shapes. The most common types of eyelash curls include:

1. J Curl

Appearance: Subtle and natural.

Best For: Downturned eyes, almond eyes.

Description: The J curl provides a gentle lift and is ideal for those who want a natural look without a dramatic change.

2. B Curl

Appearance: Slightly more lift than J curl.

Best For: Monolid eyes, hooded eyes.

Description: The B curl offers a soft, natural curl that opens up the eyes slightly more than the J curl.

3. C Curl

Appearance: Noticeable lift and curl.

Best For: Round eyes, almond eyes.

Description: The C curl is perfect for creating a more noticeable lift that still looks natural. It's great for giving round eyes a more open appearance.

4. D Curl

Appearance: Dramatic curl.

Best For: Deep-set eyes, prominent brow bones.

Description: The D curl offers a dramatic, eye-opening effect. It’s ideal for making deep-set eyes pop and creating a striking look.

5. L Curl

Appearance: L-shaped curl.

Best For: Hooded eyes, straight lashes.

Description: The L curl provides a dramatic lift and is great for hooded eyes or those with naturally straight lashes that point downward.

Choosing the Right Eyelash Curl for Your Eye Type

1. Almond Eyes

Almond eyes are versatile and can handle most curl types. However, the C curl and D curl are particularly flattering, as they enhance the natural shape and create a beautiful lift.

2. Round Eyes

Round eyes can benefit from the C curl, which helps elongate the eye shape and create a more balanced appearance. The B curl is also a good option for a more natural look.

3. Monolid Eyes

For monolid eyes, the B curl is ideal as it provides a natural lift without looking too dramatic. The L curl can also be used to add more lift and create a more open look.

4. Hooded Eyes

Hooded eyes often require a curl that can lift the lashes away from the lid. The L curl and D curl are perfect for this eye type, as they provide a significant lift and open up the eyes beautifully.

5. Deep-Set Eyes

Deep-set eyes look best with a dramatic curl. The D curl is ideal as it provides a pronounced lift that makes the eyes stand out. The C curl is also a good choice for a less dramatic effect.

6. Downturned Eyes

Downturned eyes benefit from a curl that lifts the outer corners. The J curl and C curl are great for this eye type, as they create a gentle lift and enhance the natural shape of the eyes.

Conclusion

Choosing the right eyelash curl for your eye type is crucial for enhancing your natural beauty. At Ira Bale Brows, our experts can help you find the perfect curl that complements your eyes and achieves the look you desire. Whether you prefer a natural lift or a dramatic effect, there's an eyelash curl that's perfect for you.

Enhance your brows and lashes with our professional services. Book an appointment today and discover the difference that perfectly curled lashes can make in your appearance. Let Ira Bale Brows help you achieve the stunning look you’ve always wanted.

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How to Go About Eyelash Curling

Eyelash curling is a beauty trick that can make anyone look wide-eyed and gorgeous. But how does one go about doing it? There is more to this than meets the eye – you need to know how to properly use the tool and what curl type is best for each client. Plus, there are many different types of curls to choose from to create a variety of looks. But perhaps the most important thing to remember is that lash extensions are not meant to replace your own natural lashes, so you should only curl them if you have healthy, strong lashes.

The first step in the process is to clean your eyelash curling, making sure there is no smudged mascara, eyeliner, or makeup debris on it. This is especially important if you plan on using a heated eyelash curler, as the dust particles from the heat can get in your eyes and may cause irritation.

Once your curlers are cleaned, you can begin to start the curling process. Hold your lash curlers up to your eye and open the mouth of it wide enough so that all your upper lashes fit easily between its clamps without pinching your skin. Then, close the clamp on your lashes and hold it there for about three seconds. Repeat this step on the other eye.

If you’re using a heated eyelash curler, be careful not to hold it in place for too long as this can damage your lashes. It’s also a good idea to use the same technique on both the top and bottom lashes, since it will add volume to the lashes as well as create a more dramatic look.

You should also be aware of the direction your lashes naturally point, which can affect how they appear once you’ve curled them. If your lashes naturally point up, you can avoid unnatural-looking right-angled lashes by gently bending the curlers in a pulsing motion to achieve a soft, rounded shape. If your lashes point downward, you can try a curved style to give them more definition and make your eyes appear bigger.

While you’re curling, it’s also a good idea to keep a lash pick in your bag so that any fallen eyelashes can be removed immediately. This will prevent them from getting in your way or sticking to the lashes you’ve already curled.

Another tip is to always curl your lashes from the base of the hairs to the tips, as this will give them more of a natural lift. It’s also important not to apply too much pressure, as this can result in unnatural-looking lashes that are flattened rather than lifted.

After a few practice sessions, you’ll be a lash pro in no time! But if you’d rather let a professional handle your lash styling needs, we offer a full range of professional services to suit your individual needs. Check out our services page to learn more and find a lash Pro near you!

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*gasp* a baby!

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he is too beautiful...

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the view from the wings

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As if we weren't spoiled enough with amazing dragon art, @immortalwalnut made this gorgeous painting of Jon's hatchling all grown up and about to ruin someone's day with a smile in his heart.

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since you silly little pooks are down bad little gremlins,

make sure to look him in the eye when he's talking to you.

summary: you made a grave mistake, directly disobeying orders from the big man himself, miguel o'hara, and endangering him and the rest of your team on a mission. thank goodness it was just his suit that suffered the damage, but you and him have a lot to talk about. alone. you know, if you wanted to be a little brat... you should just tell him straight up, but you can't even look at him right now. it's very disrespectful not to look at someone in the eye when they're talking to you, y'know?

word count: 2,541

warnings: slight degredation (nothing too bad, just a lot of reminding you about what you did was stupid), mentions of scars and wounds, slight cursing, and bad spanish translation (please correct me if i'm wrong!)

"tú… vas a ser mi muerte." he said in a low voice, a complete octave lower than the voice he used to scream orders at you to fall back, not to head straight first for the villain; but of course, spiders your type were never one to listen.

an annoying little maggot, that was miguel's assessment of you since the very minute you set foot in this facility. every mission that ever went south was due to you and your hubris, your incompetence, your need to flaunt your bravado in combat. you were lucky he put off kicking you out and cutting off all your connection to everyone at HQ, because you were a hair's length away from overstepping the very boundary of staying in this elite force of spider people to finding yourself disgraced from them.

you always gloated your strength, how many villains you took down in your universe, and were loud and rowdy. trying to break into your place in the spider society, you felt, was one of the easiest things to do. just make friends, punch the bad guys, and then the rest comes easy. but the reality of it was far from what you imagined, it was... seriously not what you imagined.

"i couldn't understand a single thought that entered that head of yours as we were fighting." miguel scolded you in a strained voice as he was being patched up by his machinery. the side of his face was bloodied, it would leave scars, but none that noticeable. his knitted eyebrows and piercing brown turning red eyes were fixated upon you and your hunched over, insecure, shrinking figure as you felt him diminish every ounce of your self-confidence bit by bit.

he sighed in exhaustion as he flinched at the treatment of his machineries, shaking his head slowly as he massaged his temples slowly, wishing that the frustration you gave him from your pathetic stunt would just disappear. but the pain never eased, instead, it merely intensified; he grunted as the machineries patched him up, the nanofibers of his suit dissipated as you watched splotches of his bronze, tanned skin emerge from the once dark blue and red patches of his suit.

you couldn't help but watch as the suit glitched slightly as it went away, disappearing into nothingness as his flesh wounds were being patched up. "tan jodidamente estúpida. so... so fucking stupid." he muttered out as he released a string of grunts from his soft, caramel lips as lyla adjusted the settings of the machinery as they patched him up.

"do you not value your own life?" he asked out with a low voice, as if he didn't care what answer escaped the confines of your lips, whatever words formed out of your mouth, as long as you spoke, he'd find something, anything, to retort to your argument--to prove you did a stupid, stupid thing. and that you were so stupid for not listening to him.

you opened your mouth slightly ajar to speak, to utter even a single word; to release a single sound from your vocal cords... but nothing. your throat as dry as an abandoned well, as dry as a vast, sandy desert, as an unirrigated field that once bore fresh crops.

you had nothing when he peered at you from above like this, glowering over you and penetrating your once keen and eager to fool around facade, whittling you down to nothingness.

"what? not gonna say anything?" he asked, his voice a little louder and more composed now as the healing process began and mended at the worn and torn muscles on his beautifully sculpted figure. he slowly stood up, his legs quaking slightly as he tried to carry himself up. he lost his balance for a few seconds and clung on to his desk to support himself. his breathing was labored, his nostrils were flared; he was pained and furious.

you felt a shiver crawl up your spine as he turned to face you, a good portion of the mesh fabric on the left side of his body was completely dissipated, the cuts inflicted on the suit turned white and glitched out, spasming, distorting the image on his body. miguel noticed you were staring and tried to hide the limping of his leg as he strut over to you, his left leg being pushed off the ground faster than his right.

you felt a wave of shame engulf you, reminding you that this very man almost sacrificed himself to save you while you seemed like a very cute spider to skin for the villain you faced off not long ago, who you provoked and brought your team to their attention, endangering all of you. he fought them off as best as he could, but he was continually on the receiving end of the blows and punches the villain reserved for the rogue little spider that weaved a web too obvious for its prey to fly into.

you didn't listen to miguel when he told you to--

"i told you to stay put," he admonished you in an irrefutably strained voice that he tried his hardest to mask with anger, or irritation. he didn't like to be looked upon as weak, as pitiful, and he sure as hell wasn't going to show that side of him to you of all people. never, in a million years, ever.

he grabbed your cheeks as he noticed your downcasted gaze and angled your face up to gaze into his now red eyes. "weren't you ever taught to look people in the eye when they're talking to you?" he questioned you for your seemingly rude demeanor as he tightened his grip on your cheeks, insinuating that he was quite irked with how, not only did you risk his and everyone else's lives on your team, but you dare disrespect him in his own office while he was already limping--suffering the repercussions of your own hasty decisions.

miguel breathed in deeply, his chest expanding as he took in that deep breath. he shut his eyes to collect himself so as not to let his frustration explode all over you right then and there. he was ready to burst at you, burst at you and let you feel everything he's been holding in from you for the longest time. it drives him mad knowing he's let you provoke him all you want, all the time. he wants to get his control over brats like you back, and if it has to be through this way... so be it.

he squeezed your cheeks, his grip tightening with every breath you took, moving your eyes so as not to look at him, so as not to be so frightened of him. "you're a damn brat, you know that?" he whispered as he moved his face closer to yours, his suit dissipating bit by bit the closer to you he got. he didn't seem like he had any intention of moving back, he was just keen on looking at you right in the eye and forcing you to look back at him, to acknowledge him and respect him for once.

"i-i know," you stutter out, swallowing the lump in your throat. your breath hitched in your throat as you felt the pad of his thumb brush over your cheek and let out a ragged breath, which felt hot on your face. "go on." miguel commanded you as he let go, pulling away from you.

you hesitated for a moment as miguel stepped back, his wide back now facing yours. a small triangular view of his bronze hued skin, and you noticed... he had an assortment of freckles dotting his back, down to the back of his forearm.

he looked absolutely breathtaking, even clad in the mesh fabric suit, even with the mask sheathing his angular face from the world; he was a sight to behold. you hated yourself so much for admiring him when all he can think of was the stupid stunt you pulled trying to show off.

miguel's head turned around yet again to catch you peeking at the flesh showing from the tears on the suit. he scowled. "i told you to keep talking, not to keep gawking." he reprimanded you as he turned his head back around and shook his head, muttering yet another curse word in spanish.

you cleared your throat, trying to collect your thoughts. "i know, i'm... a brat, and i'm sorry i endangered you all." you spoke in two breaths, hoping to get the heart of your thoughts across, trying to hold back from him the fear you had of him at that very moment. honestly, you were always scared of miguel, always afraid that if you pushed him off the edge... it wouldn't be him who'd fall. he'd hold on to your mistake and pull you down in his place.

that was your biggest fear; the fear of him hurting you, forgetting you, abandoning you and starting from scratch with a new recruit, a better recruit. one who didn't talk smack all the time behind his back, one who followed protocols and didn't steal equipment for joyrides to other earths, one who didn't travel to other earths to screw around--one who followed orders and didn't do things their own way, which would jeopardize not only themselves, but the rest of the elite members of the multiverse's sole defenders.

someone who would listen to him and look at him in the eye when he spoke.

"be honest," he began as lyla fixed up the glitchy parts of his suit as he pinched the bridge of his nose with shut eyes and a hung head, his eyebrows furrowing in the middle as he tried to keep himself composed, "do you think you know what you're doing here?" he asked in a deep, contemplative voice as the suit glitched out even more, despite the ai's best efforts to fix it, the glitching worsened.

"oh, genial." miguel uttered as he sighed again. the villain must've been a real wise guy to know how to mess with such hard to break nanotechnology and mesh fabric that not even miguel himself could pierce or cut through. "ok, uh, not to interrupt your sermon, but you need to take it off. completely." lyla said as she ran a diagnostics protocol on the suit to check what was salvageable on it.

miguel stared at the ai incredulously. "no, keep it on, it's fine." he muttered as he turned to face you, his right pectoral muscle showing just the slightest bit. his suit phasing in and out of functionality as he placed his hands on his waist, staring at you as you abruptly looked away. he raised an eyebrow and eyed you up and down. "why so shy now? you were running your big mouth earlier in combat, why stop now?"

you tried to speak again, but all that came out were unintelligible mumble with the words, "seeing you like this" being repeated over and over and over again. miguel sighed and sauntered over to you and grabbed your cheeks again, this time, more roughly.

"i've had it up to here with your shitty attitude towards me." he said as his eyes narrowed at you, his eyebrows nearly forming into one angry, furry unibrow as he tried to maintain eye contact with you. your eyes wandered down past his neck, to his now semi-exposed collarbone, all the way to his rib area; his right rib's flesh being exposed now as the suit dissipated after continually glitching.

"why are you so insistent upon staring at the absolute wreck my suit is now because of your actions?" he huffed as he angled your face up to look at him, leaning closer and closer towards you as you were now inches away from his face. he snarled for a split second, and you watched as his fangs were bared for that small moment.

"you... need to be taught proper manners." he scolded you as his nose brushed over yours, causing you to shudder; the hairs on the back of your neck stood up as miguel fixated his now glowing, scarlet eyes upon your own. "listen to me, very. carefully." he said as his claws slowly dug into the flesh of your cheeks, grazing you slightly as he brushed the pads of his fingers upon your cheeks and chin.

"you better remember to... look at me when i'm talking to you, understand?" he emphasized as he spoke in a low, low voice, the rest of his suit vanishing as the glitching worsened, his left pectoral muscle now revealing itself, down to his abdominal area, where you noticed his sculptured muscles and scars from the fights. the newly emerged wounds from the battle you botched remained on his skin's surface, noticeable still due to having been fresh a few minutes ago.

he scoffed as he noticed your breathing became labored. he let you go when you mewled at his claws digging deeper into the fat of your cheeks. "i'm... sorry." you uttered as you finally looked up at him. he clicked his tongue as he let you go. "you're lucky i'm too weak to do anything to you right now." he said in a calmer manner as you rubbed over where he grazed upon you.

he turned his head to look at you from over his shoulder and his expression softened the tiniest bit when he watched tears well up in your eyes.

"...i'm sorry, too." he murmured as he finally took off the suit and sat back in his chair, in dark navy shorts.

your eyes wandered down to his toned, tanned calves and thighs, how every bit of him seemed so detailed and sculpted; as if he was exerting force and effort upon every muscle in everything he did. "you have a tendency to run your mouth off and not look before you leap when you're feeling hella cocky, but when you're cornered... you shut up immediately and start staring like a hawk." he pointed out, rather sarcastically.

he stretched his leg a little, wincing at the pain. his grunts were guttural as you noticed the slight limp in how the leg was resting. you got up and looked at his poor leg. "what, staring at me at a distance half-naked isn't enough for you?" he asked, deadpanned.

"i could, um... try easing the pain for you." you offered as you meekly pointed to his leg. he threw his head back and sighed deeply, his chest rising and falling as he did. he looked at you lazily and raised an eyebrow. "is that to make up for all the headaches and migraines you give me?" he asked.

you nodded profusely and he planted his face in his palm, chuckling a little to himself. he looked up at you, gradually, and a small smirk curved upon his lips. he shrugged. "alright, work your magic." he said as he leaned back. "if you fuck me over again, i will kick you out, though." he warned, to which you grinned at.

maybe... you'd keep being a little brat to him, if it meant you could see him this way, and... touch him this way.

a/n: ok so if we do hit 400 likes, i'll make a part 2 + whimpering miggy :>

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Thinkin of naga batfam, and as it's a prompt there's legitimately no canon for what they are, but here's my takes on which sneks each of them would be based off of, if they are in fact based off of snakes from earth. And not like, the realm of the dead or another planet or something lol.

Bruce- Rinkhals Spitting Cobra

Barbara- Purple-Glossed Snake

Dick- Bluestripe Garter

Cass- Banded Krait

Jason- Blood Python

Steph- Taipan

Tim- Coral Snake

Duke- Eyelash Viper

Damian- Boomslang

Helena- Black Mamba

Terry- Red Keelback

Matt- Bush Viper 

What would Danny be? Good question. Some ideas include puff adder, hognose snake (the ones that play dead), anaconda or calabar python

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Curls are curling 🥴

Eyelashes are eyelashing

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