This time I went to a salon that I've never used before because they open at 9 a.m. and I could still get to work at a reasonable hour. Everything was fine at first, then I noticed that she was moving a little further inward from the bikini line than I am used to. I thought, maybe she's just being thorough and said nothing. Then she starts in on the perineum and surrounding area, waxing and ripping with a vengence in places I didn't even know I had hair, places that will definitely be covered by my bikini bottom. Fearing there was some confusion due our differing languages (most of the salons in this city are operated by Vietnamese) I said, "I want a bikini wax, not a brazilian wax" and she nods and says "yeah, yeah, yeah." After a few more minutes of that, I sat up and said "I think that's good enough." She gently pushes me back down and says, "No, No, No. Not finished. Must make it even." To make a long story short, the woman freakin' scalped me. All that's left is a skinny strip of hair down the middle. It looks like someone stuck a fake sideburn on my crotch. I certainly won't have to worry about any stray pubes for a while. My husband laughed his ass off when he saw it, then he wanted to give it a test run. For the record, it feels as different as it looks. I don't know if I'm more ticked at her for scalping me or at myself for letting it happen. Either way, I'm never going back there again. |
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i do it myself and i just learned to make my own sugar-wax |
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1 cup of sugar 2T water 2T lemon juice boil to 250 let it cool to a smooth, sticky, non-skin-burning temperature slick on in direction of hair growth [occasional contortion required] press cloth strip on rip off in opposite direction [do a very small area if this is new to you or you're working in a sensitive place] |
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I always refered to it as "The Hilter". |
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