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Thursday, July 5, 2007

I'm a Brazilian

Ok. Saturday comes and I get ready to head to the salon trying not to panic. Can I do it? Will I do it? Should I just cancel? Will it hurt? It shouldn't hurt. I have the "No-Scream Cream" that I have slathered in excess...EVERYWHERE!

Fast forward 20 minutes and I am sitting in front of the building. I can not believe I am gonna do this...

I pick up my belongings and head in. I check in at the desk and have a seat. There is another lady sitting near me. I wonder what she is here for. She is rubbing her palms against her jeans nervously.

My girl comes out and our eyes meet. "We gonna do it?"
"Are you sure?"
"You don't have to..."
"No, I want to."
"You're sure?"
"Yes. I am sure."
"Ok. Let me go clean up from my last client and I will be ready," she smiles and takes off.
I guess you get three chances to back out.

She comes back and takes me back to the room. "Ok, take off everything from the waist down, climb up here on the table and we'll get started."

I look around neverously. What no hospital gown, no sheet no nothing? How humiliating is this?

"I'll be right back." she says to me. I think she feels my state of alarm and is giving me a moment. I sooooo needed that moment. She leaves closing the door behind her. I take a deep clensing breath. Not enough. I take another one. That's better. I strip down and spy a blanket on the chair I wrap it around me to walk to the table in case she comes in, door wide open and hello salon! Which is exactly what happened, but there was no one outside the door, thank god. I toss the blanket back on the chair and climb on the table.

She then proceeds to give me instruction on how to position my legs. Think...frog's legs. Lying there totally exposed and very embarrassed, she explains the wax is not that hot, but the area is more sensitive than say your eyebrows. Uh, ya think?

Now, my girl is good. She talks to you the whole time to distract you. The wax felt hot, just like she said, but in all honesty, it didn't hurt that bad. Now, I think waxing your lip is a little bit of hell on earth. She was right, it wasn't as bad as the lip.

So, my recommendation? Just do it! Suck it up, pup. She's right. It's no big deal. I do have to say this though, I was so nervous going in, I forgot to tell her to leave the landing strip so I do look like this.

But less grumpy...


Anonymous said...

The landing strip is somehwat of a weird compromise anyway, isn't it? You're a brave woman you!


nicbeast said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA! I suppose it is...

Mama Bear said...

I agree with Bel 100%...LMAO!

What a great adventure though...how often do you have to "wax da nani" (as we say in Hawaii)?

Krissie said...

*standing ovations* *clearing throat* *singing*
Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be? ...