Carrying on the spirit of female bullshit, leg hair. Except for filthy bloody hippies and eerily confident European sexpots, no one likes it. Me included. For about a year now I have been getting my legs waxed. And although I have been trying not to be a total and complete pussy about it, it hurts. The average hurt is the enhh that feels like a hard flat-hand SLAP! that extends to a sting, but sometimes it's a YOWZA am I bleeding? I think I'm bleeding sort of pain. So I thought you should know the truth, because it is NOT like it is pictured here:
First of all, this woman is completely hairless to begin with. Plus that "wax strip" looks suspiciously like cling wrap. My waxer, Elvira (yes, Elvira mmm boppa mmm boppa mmm boppa mama), uses a bright opaque green wax on my legs with cotton muslin (?) strips. And when she rips off a particularly hairy patch and subsquently has to pry my rigored fingertips out of the ceiling, she's all, "Oh, I'm sorry, huneeee, are you okaaay?" just to make me feel better but we both know she doesn't mean it. She's there to pull hair out of my skin, dammit. No one said this was going to be fun. Smiles McHoohah up there? Not buying it.
Let me know if I can be helpful to you on any other topic. I also know a lot about online shopping via eBay and the recycling programme in my county.
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Pumped about next week!
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