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THE SECRET HISTORY OF EYELASHES (AND WHY I’M A CLUSTER GIRL FOR LIFE)

Lynn Reception

Bronze Member
Perched in front of my mirror the other day, getting ready for nightshift at Langtrees, I was applying my lash clusters—my little beauty lifesavers—while my lover was watching me from the couch.

“Are you putting eyelashes on, babe?”

Sure am. These little fuckers have changed my life.

No more mascara.
No more strip lashes that are longer than my entire eye socket.
No more trimming them, ruining them, re-trimming them, then having them flip up at the corners like two sad little windscreen wipers.
No more trying to land them exactly on the lash line like some kind of microscopic NASA docking mission.


And absolutely no more lash extensions—90+ minutes lying still while someone pokes around your eyelids, then spending the next two weeks trying not to scratch them because they itch like hell. If you pull them off (please don’t), you take your own lashes with them. And the 4–6 month regrowth journey? Yeah… been there. Traumatic.

But clusters?
Clusters are the answer to my eyelash prayers. Quick. Pretty. Reliable. They survive long nights, heat, sweat, tears, and every flavour of chaos.


Then, mid-lash-application, Loverboy casually announces:

“Did you know fake eyelashes were invented to stop, um… certain substances getting into sex workers’ eyes in the 1920s?”

I froze.
Wait. What.
WHAT?!
Mind. Blown.
How had I never heard this before???


I refused to Google it immediately because honestly, the chaos of that theory was giving me life.

But… eventually, curiosity won. And here’s what I found.

So, where did fake lashes ACTUALLY come from?

👁️ Ancient Egypt beat everyone to it
Egyptians were the original lash queens and kings…
As far back as 3500 BCE, they used kohl, oils, and pigments to darken and lengthen their lashes—for beauty and spiritual protection.

👁️ Victorians: glamorous, committed, and slightly unhinged…
Some 1800s women literally had lash hairs sewn into their eyelids with needles.
Beauty has never been easy.

👁️ 1911: the first patent…
Canadian inventor Anna Taylor patented the first artificial lash strip.

👁️ 1916: Hollywood enters the chat…
Director D.W. Griffith had heavy human-hair lashes glued onto actress Seena Owen for the film Intolerance.
The look was dramatic. Her eyes were swollen. Hollywood was obsessed.


👁️ 1920s: flappers, glamour, and lash salons…
Tinting, gluing, implantation—women were doing it all. The flapper lash look became iconic.

👁️ And that infamous rumour…
The internet swears lashes were invented to protect working girls from certain… high-velocity hazards.

Is it true? No.
Is it iconic? Absolutely.


So what’s the point today?

False lashes have lived a thousand lives—ancient rituals, Victorian insanity, Hollywood drama, internet myths.


I’ll be over here with my clusters, living my best fluttery-lash life, while Loverboy watches from the couch—ready to hit me with random historical chaos whenever I least expect it.


Wouldn’t have it any other way.
 
Perched in front of my mirror the other day, getting ready for nightshift at Langtrees, I was applying my lash clusters—my little beauty lifesavers—while my lover was watching me from the couch.

“Are you putting eyelashes on, babe?”

Sure am. These little fuckers have changed my life.

No more mascara.
No more strip lashes that are longer than my entire eye socket.
No more trimming them, ruining them, re-trimming them, then having them flip up at the corners like two sad little windscreen wipers.
No more trying to land them exactly on the lash line like some kind of microscopic NASA docking mission.


And absolutely no more lash extensions—90+ minutes lying still while someone pokes around your eyelids, then spending the next two weeks trying not to scratch them because they itch like hell. If you pull them off (please don’t), you take your own lashes with them. And the 4–6 month regrowth journey? Yeah… been there. Traumatic.

But clusters?
Clusters are the answer to my eyelash prayers. Quick. Pretty. Reliable. They survive long nights, heat, sweat, tears, and every flavour of chaos.


Then, mid-lash-application, Loverboy casually announces:

“Did you know fake eyelashes were invented to stop, um… certain substances getting into sex workers’ eyes in the 1920s?”

I froze.
Wait. What.
WHAT?!
Mind. Blown.
How had I never heard this before???


I refused to Google it immediately because honestly, the chaos of that theory was giving me life.

But… eventually, curiosity won. And here’s what I found.

So, where did fake lashes ACTUALLY come from?

👁️ Ancient Egypt beat everyone to it
Egyptians were the original lash queens and kings…
As far back as 3500 BCE, they used kohl, oils, and pigments to darken and lengthen their lashes—for beauty and spiritual protection.

👁️ Victorians: glamorous, committed, and slightly unhinged…
Some 1800s women literally had lash hairs sewn into their eyelids with needles.
Beauty has never been easy.

👁️ 1911: the first patent…
Canadian inventor Anna Taylor patented the first artificial lash strip.

👁️ 1916: Hollywood enters the chat…
Director D.W. Griffith had heavy human-hair lashes glued onto actress Seena Owen for the film Intolerance.
The look was dramatic. Her eyes were swollen. Hollywood was obsessed.


👁️ 1920s: flappers, glamour, and lash salons…
Tinting, gluing, implantation—women were doing it all. The flapper lash look became iconic.

👁️ And that infamous rumour…
The internet swears lashes were invented to protect working girls from certain… high-velocity hazards.

Is it true? No.
Is it iconic? Absolutely.


So what’s the point today?

False lashes have lived a thousand lives—ancient rituals, Victorian insanity, Hollywood drama, internet myths.


I’ll be over here with my clusters, living my best fluttery-lash life, while Loverboy watches from the couch—ready to hit me with random historical chaos whenever I least expect it.


Wouldn’t have it any other way.
Hii Lynn! This is such a good read! I really like lash clusters as well they fit so well around everyone’s eyes! But Woah! hold up a lover boy on your couch? I’m more curious who has stolen your little heart!! A high school sweet heart ….or a random grocery encounter? Now don’t say tinder though I’ll lose all hope for myself 🤣❤️

Btw your Breakfast Scones were fabulous! I had mine with cream and jam ☺️
 
Hii Lynn! This is such a good read! I really like lash clusters as well they fit so well around everyone’s eyes! But Woah! hold up a lover boy on your couch? I’m more curious who has stolen your little heart!! A high school sweet heart ….or a random grocery encounter? Now don’t say tinder though I’ll lose all hope for myself 🤣❤️

Btw your Breakfast Scones were fabulous! I had mine with cream and jam ☺️
Thanks honey, no not a high school sweetheart, but he is a sweetheart. Not a bf though, just a bit of crumpet haha...
 
you eyelash girls are funny because you obviously can't wear sunglasses and in this city during this time it's insane..

I regularly imitate my co-workers squinting attempting to drive and they're often half bemused, half wanting to beat me
over the head.... oh the things you ladies do for glamour.... not that us gentlemen don't appreciate it wink
 
you eyelash girls are funny because you obviously can't wear sunglasses and in this city during this time it's insane..

I regularly imitate my co-workers squinting attempting to drive and they're often half bemused, half wanting to beat me
over the head.... oh the things you ladies do for glamour.... not that us gentlemen don't appreciate it wink
Oh no, trust me — I can’t go outside without sunglasses. I’m not wearing those awful giant lashes that touch the top of your lids and look like a small furry creature has tried to set up camp on your face.

Cluster girl here — light, cute, and zero chance of me squinting down the freeway like I’m reading the fine print of my own life. We do a lot for glamour… but not that much. 😉
 
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