EYEFORGOT
09-11-05, 02:19 PM
(thought I better put this here, as chit chat has young teenage guys visiting.)
Somehow after reading this, my naturally bald pate doesn't seem so bad.(from my friend, a cool bald guy)
Subject: hair removal
All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy,
painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.....
My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids, put them to bed. However, tonight I have the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should get the wax out of the medicine cabinet. So I headed to the site of my demise\: the bathroom.
It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you
just rub the strips together in your hand and when they get warm, you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off. No muss, no fuss, no bother. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly girl, I am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out.
YA THINK??!!!???
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's actually two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together though, I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. (smart!) Cold wax my rear end!! (Oh
how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad either. WOW! I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-ra, fighter of all
wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!!
With my next wax strip I will move north. After checking on the kids I
sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure I apply the strip across the right side of my bikini line, also covering the right half of my vagina, and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.
RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. ****!!! Another deep breath and RRRIIIPP!!! Everything is swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums???
OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt, that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.
I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair? WHERE
IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the
toilet. I see the hair...The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. ****! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake................. remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door.
Vagina? Sealed shut. Butt?? Sealed shut. I penguin walk around the
bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off."
"Hot water!! That's it - hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits, and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get
in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture
prisoners of war, or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub in scalding hot water! Which, by the way, DOES NOT melt cold wax!!
So now I am stuck to the bottom of the tub!!
God bless the man who convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my girlfriend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. "So, my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. (that b&*ch!) She wants to know exactly where the wax is located on my bottom. "Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box and ruin someone else's night, while we go through various solutions. After exausting all suggestions from the supposed expert, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in boiling hot water and then dry shaving off sticky wax!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donutland.
My girlfriend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the
saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What
do I really have to lose at this point?? I rub some on, and OH, MY GOD!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair ....
THE HAIR IS STILL THERE............ ..........ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
So I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......
Somehow after reading this, my naturally bald pate doesn't seem so bad.(from my friend, a cool bald guy)
Subject: hair removal
All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy,
painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.....
My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids, put them to bed. However, tonight I have the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should get the wax out of the medicine cabinet. So I headed to the site of my demise\: the bathroom.
It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you
just rub the strips together in your hand and when they get warm, you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off. No muss, no fuss, no bother. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly girl, I am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out.
YA THINK??!!!???
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's actually two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together though, I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. (smart!) Cold wax my rear end!! (Oh
how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad either. WOW! I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-ra, fighter of all
wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!!
With my next wax strip I will move north. After checking on the kids I
sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure I apply the strip across the right side of my bikini line, also covering the right half of my vagina, and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.
RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. ****!!! Another deep breath and RRRIIIPP!!! Everything is swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums???
OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt, that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.
I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair? WHERE
IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the
toilet. I see the hair...The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. ****! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake................. remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door.
Vagina? Sealed shut. Butt?? Sealed shut. I penguin walk around the
bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off."
"Hot water!! That's it - hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits, and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get
in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture
prisoners of war, or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub in scalding hot water! Which, by the way, DOES NOT melt cold wax!!
So now I am stuck to the bottom of the tub!!
God bless the man who convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my girlfriend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. "So, my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. (that b&*ch!) She wants to know exactly where the wax is located on my bottom. "Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box and ruin someone else's night, while we go through various solutions. After exausting all suggestions from the supposed expert, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in boiling hot water and then dry shaving off sticky wax!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donutland.
My girlfriend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the
saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What
do I really have to lose at this point?? I rub some on, and OH, MY GOD!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair ....
THE HAIR IS STILL THERE............ ..........ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
So I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......