All methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless
removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.
My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home fix
dinner, played with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring
painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should pull the
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 then they get warm
and you peel them apart press it to your leg (or wherever else) and
hair comes right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean
I'm no girly, girl but I am mechanically inclined enough I can
figure it out. YA THINK!!!
So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each
other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out
the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees.
Cold wax my ass (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. I can do
this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am Sheera, fighter of all
wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax
strip I 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 was strip
across the right side of bikini line, covering the right half of my
vagina and stretching down to the inside of my ass cheek (Yes, it
was a long strip) .
I inhale deeply and brace myself.
RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....Vision returning, I notice
that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. SHIT!!!
Another deep breath and RRIIPP. Everything is swirling and spotted. Do I
hear crashing drums???
OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - my wax covered pelt
that has caused me so much pain. I want to revel in the glory that
is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip but there is no
hair on it.
Where is the wax???
Slowly I eased 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 . SHIT! I peel my fingers over the most sensitive part
of my body that is now covered in cold wax and matted hair and then
make the next big mistake.
(Remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet.) I know I need
to move to do something. So I put my foot down and then I hear the
slamming of the cell door.
Vagina? Sealed shut. Ass?? Sealed shut.
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do
and think to myself "I hope I don't get the urge to shit. My head
may pop off"
Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can
stand, the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off right???
WRONG
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than then that used
to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
Now the only thing worse that having your business glued together is
having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub.
In scalding hot water - which by the way doesn't melt the cold wax.
So now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!
I call my friend thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation
starter.
"So, my ass and cooch are stuck to the bottom of the tub!"
She doesn't have a secret trick but does try to hide the laughter
from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax on the ass is "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. YEAH Right!! I could be the joke of some one
else's night.
While we go through various solutions, I result in scraping the wax
off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie
goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super
hot water and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!
I then find the most beautiful saving grace.... that is the lotion
they give you to remove the excess wax. I rub some and scream "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
dismay...The hair is still there...all of it. So I shaved the shit
off.
Hell, I'm numb at this point. Then I put the wax back in the
medicine cabinet, I may have a mustache that needs work someday..
Next week I'm going to try hair color.......