According to Wikipedia, the most trusted source for any information anywhere:
“A unibrow (or monobrow) is a “confluence of eyebrows”; i.e., the presence of abundant hair between the eyebrows, so that they seem to converge to form one long eyebrow.”
The article continues…
“In Western perception, the unibrow may make a person seem ugly, fierce, grumpy, or overly serious, so much so that the unibrow has become something of a cliché in fiction, especially with cartoon characters.”
Full disclosure: I have a unibrow.
Here’s how I see it. The unibrow, while frowned upon (ahem), provides several key evolutionary advantages.
- You folks with two eyebrows have to worry about sweat running down the bridge of your nose. Not us – we’ve got a handy patch of fur to catch those beads of sweat before they obscure our vision.
- Unibrows provide additional shade on a sunny day. Wish you had a hat? I don’t need one: I’ve got my unibrow.
If we’re keeping track, that’s 2-0 for Team Unibrow.
In Grade 10, my friends ridiculed my single brow. Giving in to the peer pressure, I plucked it, ever so gently, till that brow was eventually broken in two. When I returned to school the next day, I got teased more for actually plucking my eyebrow as a 16 year old male. Apparently, “it was gay“.
Faced with a tough decision, I kept the dual brow because the thought of it gradually growing back while still in high school was simply unacceptable.
Eventually, I got married and became a dad and it didn’t matter anymore, so I let it grow out. Years of pluckage had thinned the growth of the unibrow to a mere shadow of its former self.
I realize now that I will never have a unibrow as glorious as, say, Tom Selleck’s mustache. I will never get to see my unibrow’s full potential. This makes me sad. But, I suppose this is the price we pay as Unibrows.
Kids, be proud of your brow. Don’t make the same mistakes I made. It will only lead to heartache.