eyebrow

I hate my eyebrows.

Mary has green eyebrows.

The aunty who runs the little eatery downstairs draws her eyebrows as a single straight line, paints her lips a bold red, and has a beauty mark on her cheek. She's no refined, well-bred lady, but she's brisk and capable, sharp and competent, the kind of hardworking woman who can hold up half the sky.