My best neighbor told me both of us had to go for Brazilian waxes before both of us went on getaway… She wanted for us to wear the tiniest of bikinis and not look love bears coming out of hibernation, then i reluctantly agreed to go with her, however when both of us got to the salon, the first thing they had us do was strip… Both of us sat there for about fifteen minutes, and I was shivering.

When the anesthetist took us back to our booths, it was so hot and cozy that I was afraid I was going to go to sleep.

I didn’t want to sleep, but suppose exactly what they were going to do to me. I had never been so embarrassed in my life as I was that day, there wasn’t an area on my body that wasn’t waxed. I asked the anesthetist if this was necessary and she simply said this was what a Brazilian wax was. By the time I got home, my skin was burning, and I started applying the lotion the salon offered me for after care of my waxing. She said it would help the bumps and little yellow spots that occurred the first time you had waxing done. When I put on my new bikini, I had to confess that I looked fantastic. The cream had done its task, and I was smooth as a baby’s bottom. I’m not sure I’ll ever have a Brazilian wax done again, but it is undoubtedly on my list of to-do’s when I get married. It was embarrassing and uncomfortable, but I was looking good.

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