I have dark hair and dark eyes, which I got from my mom. I feel very blessed to have gotten her beauty- both inside and out.
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For years I have shaved. And shaved. And shaved. Only to have to shave again, lest we have a "five o'clock shadow" on the beach or at the pool.
This year, I decided, would be different: I would somehow resolve my "beastly" problem in a way that involved me being in the shower less and on the beach more! My conclusion? WAX!
I checked out the local prices for waxing. Yikes! To actually achieve a smooth, hair-free body from head-to-toe we were talking major bucks! Suddenly, I was having to choose between a hair-free vacation at home, or a somewhat less hairy vacation. Of course, I'm a sucker for that golden sand, so I determined I would just wear a wet suit and be done with it.
But then- wait! Sally's Beauty Supply sells all of the "stuff" needed to wax like a professional- in my own home! Eureka! And the cost of all the supplies was about 1/3 of what it would cost to go in for that head-to-toe intensive follicle rip. I'm in!!!
Fast forward to Friday night. (Yes, my life has come to waxing on a Friday night. *sigh*)
I prepared the wax in the special warmer, read the instructions, decided to be "dangerous" and NOT watch the enclosed video (how hard could this be?), and went for it!
My legs were not too bad. One big rip like a band-aid and my hair was gone! This rocks!
Then I got to the back of my knees & upper legs. Oh how I wish I had been a fly on the wall to watch the gymnastics and contortions of trying to reach the backs of my knees & upper legs. They are not easy to reach even when I shave without some interesting positions. But add in the extra "wow" factor of hot wax and waxing strips, and we had ourselves a show! (Thank goodness no one was watching!) Finally, I believed I had at least scared most of the hair into deciding not to grow any further, even if I hadn't gotten it off. So it was time to move on to...
The bikini area! Okay- let me just say: OUCH! This is one area I can totally say would be worth any amount of money not to have to self-inflict. But once I was half-way in, I could not bring myself to stop and go to a "professional," to whom I would have to explain myself. I could only imagine the conversation: "So, I got this waxing kit..." No... I couldn't imagine the conversation. So I had to move (proverbially) onward and upward.
After the stars in my eyes began to clear and I stopped weeping openly (My gracious, the things we do in the name of beauty!) I figured it may not look great, but it was decidedly better than before. So on to the arm pits...
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
First of all, the wax is HOT! And somehow every nerve ending in my body was concentrated in my left arm pit. Talk about "no pain, no gain." Geesh!
Then, just as I was reaching for the strip to put over the wax, so that I could then rip away the hair...
...my middle daughter came in the bathroom totally distraught, having gotten ill with the stomach virus.
Without thinking, I turned to her to check on her...
and put my arm down...
with the hot wax...
and no strip.
By the time I realized it, it was too late.
My left arm pit was waxed shut.
So then, I was dealing with my daughter and getting her cleaned up with the equivalent of a broken left wing. But with the extra excitement of having movement cause intense, blinding pain.
Finally having gotten her settled, I returned back to my poor, sad left arm pit. "At least," I reasoned, "the hair will be gone once I get my arm pit un-stuck."
Um, no.
After prying it open enough to put in warm water & the special spa stuff that takes off the extra wax (Thank you, God, for making me buy that on impulse!), I realized that not a single hair was pulled out.
I spent a good twenty minutes trying to get the gooey, sticky wax out of my arm pit.
Then I jumped in the shower and went back to the trusty razor for both Arm Pit One, and Arm Pit Two.
On the whole, I would say my waxing experience was a success. And I will probably stick to some waxing- particularly from my knees down.
However, it will be quite some time (and perhaps a hefty dose of some sedatives) before I venture into the arm pit waxing business again.
But, on the plus side, I am beach-ready... Well, at least I'm (body) hair-free...
Now I just need to lose some weight, find "the" bathing suit and wait for June to get here!
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