Wax
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Why do you think he wants to know?crabcake said:
I always thought she was a woman because she's posted female type things before.
sugarmama
New Member
crabcake said:The only thing a man should wax is his back, and even then, I don't really wanna hear about it.
Otherwise, I expect a man's parts to look ... manly. Not waxed.
It is a complete turn-off when a guy's chest/back/eyebrows, etc have obviously been waxed. A REAL man has hair on his chest, among other places.
unixpirate
Pitty Party
crabcake said:The only thing a man should wax is his back, and even then, I don't really wanna hear about it.
Otherwise, I expect a man's parts to look ... manly. Not waxed.
Hair don't grow on steel!
K
Kain99
Guest
Things that Brazilian waxing virgins need to know first:
Your waxer will know you at least as intimately as your gynecologist. You will be asked to strip down to nothing and spread your legs into all kinds of very embarrassing positions. Your best defense is to appear as though you think it's as normal as your waxer does.
Do not expect a picnic. It hurts and there's no way around this! The best practitioners are the quickest, most effective ones. The ones who have to keep going over and over a spot are the worst - and simply prolong the agony. The Elizabeth Arden Salon, extremely reputable for the procedure, uses wax that is more gentle on the skin, but it does take some repeat action, which is no fun.
Your waxer will know you at least as intimately as your gynecologist. You will be asked to strip down to nothing and spread your legs into all kinds of very embarrassing positions. Your best defense is to appear as though you think it's as normal as your waxer does.
Do not expect a picnic. It hurts and there's no way around this! The best practitioners are the quickest, most effective ones. The ones who have to keep going over and over a spot are the worst - and simply prolong the agony. The Elizabeth Arden Salon, extremely reputable for the procedure, uses wax that is more gentle on the skin, but it does take some repeat action, which is no fun.
justbeachy
can be a real beach
Maybe they see your name and think Terps fan must be a guy :shrug: maybe change your AV to a female characterMDTerps said:Um last time I checked I was a woman. Hope nothings changed
morganj614
New Member
onebdzee said:
You do know you must also get on your hands and knees so they can get your butt crack hairs? I don't think I want wax or a laser anywhere near that area, thank you very much
Gol, you look so feminine now!MDTerps said:
If I ever wanted a bikini wax (which I don't), I'd do it myself in the privacy of my own bathroom. There's no way in hell I'm going to spread 'em for some beauty parlor chick. And anyone who would do an intimate wax on complete strangers is a freak and there ain't no way she's getting her mitts on MY peablossom.
Christy
b*tch rocket
I would, I'm tired of shaving.morganj614 said:You do know you must also get on your hands and knees so they can get your butt crack hairs? I don't think I want wax or a laser anywhere near that area, thank you very much
Maybe not the wax, but if they could laser it off for good then I'd do it. (when I could afford it )
mv_princess
mv = margaritaville
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy,
painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.
My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play
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 waxing kit out of the
medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my 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, they get warm and you peel them apart
and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right
off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I
am mechanically inclined enough to figure this 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, my genius kicks in so I get out
the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I
lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it
tight and pull. It works! 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 She-rah,
fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of 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 strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right
half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes,
it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I
notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another
deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may
pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums???
Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so
much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory
that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on
it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???
Slowly I ease 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.
CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on
the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt??
Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think
to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!"
What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run
the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, I get in immerse the
wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off,
right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!*
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture
prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only
thing worse than having your nether regions 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 cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the
bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!!
God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!
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 butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There
is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she
does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the
wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" 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
should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various
solutions. I resort to 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!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure
I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.
My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the
lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose
at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!!
The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend.
It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "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 grief and
despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. So I
recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have
amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......
painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.
My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play
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 waxing kit out of the
medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my 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, they get warm and you peel them apart
and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right
off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I
am mechanically inclined enough to figure this 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, my genius kicks in so I get out
the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I
lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it
tight and pull. It works! 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 She-rah,
fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of 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 strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right
half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes,
it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I
notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another
deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may
pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums???
Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so
much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory
that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on
it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???
Slowly I ease 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.
CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on
the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt??
Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think
to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!"
What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run
the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, I get in immerse the
wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off,
right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!*
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture
prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only
thing worse than having your nether regions 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 cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the
bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!!
God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!
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 butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There
is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she
does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the
wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" 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
should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various
solutions. I resort to 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!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure
I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.
My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the
lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose
at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!!
The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend.
It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "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 grief and
despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. So I
recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have
amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......
morganj614
New Member
mv_princess said:
and that was what my brain saw
mv_princess
mv = margaritaville
Yes after reading this...........I will never have anything waxed again with out busting out laughingmorganj614 said:and that was what my brain saw
MDTerps
Back in the saddle
vraiblonde said:Gol, you look so feminine now!
If I ever wanted a bikini wax (which I don't), I'd do it myself in the privacy of my own bathroom. There's no way in hell I'm going to spread 'em for some beauty parlor chick. And anyone who would do an intimate wax on complete strangers is a freak and there ain't no way she's getting her mitts on MY peablossom.
Ah...thanks! I would hope a guy would but a heart as his AV!
I'm thinking I may want to try giving myself a bikini wax. I'm not really into spread 'em either for some chick! I'm going on a cruise in May and didn't want to have to worry about shaving.
