okay, so it wasn't wretched. in fact, most of it was pretty minor until the more "private" areas, where i forgot to pull the skin tight as a drum and ended up with some fun little blood blisters. trust me, those rapid-fire tweezers do not discriminate between thin skin and hairs.
unfortunately, i am one of those people who has body hair which grows at drastically different rates, so i know damn well i'll be doing a solid "touch-up" procedure in a couple of days, just to catch the bits of hair that had not yet surfaced by this evening.
why must being soft and lovely also be so complicated?
i can truly say that i do not shave/wax/epilate/depilate for anyone but myself. i just really really really hate body hair on my own skin. if only the more permanent types of removal were affordable to those of us who can barely scrape by each month....
on the plus side, i have never been smoother in my post-pubescent life. tmi? sure, yeah, maybe. probably. but.... the idea of this entire blog is to just stop bullshitting and say what i think/feel/experience. it's up to YOU if you read it or not, so don't blame me if you find yourself offended.
now it is nearly 2 a.m. and i do have to wake up for work in about 4.5 hours, so y'all take care now and sweet dreams.
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