I haven't shaved in awhile. It's not that I didn't want to... well, okay, it was that I didn't want to, but it was also that I forgot. Do you know how tall I am? It's a long way down to my legs. And sometimes, I forget to look there. So, suddenly it's 4 weeks later and I'm horrified because I look more like a Yeti than a woman.
I had a gift certificate for my favourite waxing place and I figured, since I already got the right growth, I would give them a call. Have you ever called a place of business and NEVER gotten an answer? I mean, no answer. NONE. So, I thought, okay, I want this done by Wednesday, so I will just have to do it myself. I can do it. Right?
I went to the store and bought a container of wax. I read the directions and thought "How hard can this be?" Why do I ever ask that? We know what happens when I ask that.
An hour later, I have one leg red, blotchy, throbbing, and still slightly hairy, and one leg completely untouched. And I'm out of wax.