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One womans tale of woe, NOT Mine! I've read this and I got it in my e-mail

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Via TC. Apparently the sun combined with a skin-care treatment I was using made my skin ultrasensitive to the point that it peeled off with the wax.

I jumped into the shower and ended up just using my hands so I could get it off as quickly as possible. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located on bottom. Cold wax my rear end Oh how this phrase haunts me!

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Blinded from pain!!!! I see the hair…The hair that should be on the strip.

Hence, I started using an epilator on my legs and hair removal cream on my pubes, both worked equally effectively. Then the torture began. Using the same procedure I apply the was strip across the right side of 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. So I pull one of the thin strips out.

In scalding hot water. I lay the strip across my thigh. Come home, fix dinner, played with the .

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I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair……………………………. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart press it to your leg or wherever else and hair comes right off. The whole concept is great and makes a lot of difference by making people feel better about their body image, but sometimes some of these methods tend to be a little bit more hardcore and just not for everyone in general. The skin was all raised up and pimply like a plucked chicken.

I kept trying to give myself pep talks, but they were not effective.

She applied more wax and tried again…and again and again. It was one of those cold wax kits. I touch. Where is the hair?

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I started to get an insane tingle between my legs and up my bum…. I was living in New York at the time, and, as a grad student, any dollar saved was a dollar I could spend on food or my favorite vice: coffee.

How hard can it be? I was too damn nervous to tear it off. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should pull the wax out of the medicine cabinet. I may have had a glass of wine and locked myself in my room with a wax pot.

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While I got the desired all-over-hairless result, my vagina looked as if it had been in a pub brawl. So I put my foot down. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the on the side of the box. I had gotten tired of paying so much to do it, and it looked super easy. Lesson of the story: If you are going to put your genitals through burning pain, definitely pay someone else to do it! So I shaved it off.

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Then it literally started to burn. Hot water melts wax!! I know I need to do something. I put down the first line of wax, then I proceeded to chicken out. Hair removal no longer eludes me! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land.

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Do I hear crashing drums??? With my next wax strip I move north. She spread long strips of wax on my bikini and upper legs since I usually wax both together. Sealed shut. I hear the slamming of the cell door.

I knew that I had to get the cream off immediately…. I also tried doing it myself a few times.

I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. What do I really have to lose at this point? Detail-oriented was definitely a drawback there. They grow like grass in summer. I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hair dryer and heat it to degrees. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. She waxed me twice with the hard wax, then two other times with the soft wax, and then attacked me with a tweezer. Then I make the next BIG mistake……………….

No muss, no fuss. After checking on the kids I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship.

I can do this! Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. It was all bright red, swollen, and sore. God bless the man that convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!!!! Nothing feels better than 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!! I want to see my trophy—a wax-covered strip with my hairy pelt, that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it.

I eventually got it off in between bouts of panic, remorse, and hope that if I just put my pants back on and went along with the rest of my day, it would all disappear. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.

I slathered the cream all over my vagina and along my bikini line to my bum…. My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the saving grace…. OK, back to normal.

The girl there was a new face. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. When I finally did start tearing it off, it was coming off in millimeters. I hold up the strip! I am She-ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire. I am touching wax.

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It works!! I became overconfident. On first swipe, I knew something was wrong, because it hurt too much to use it. Everything is swirly and spotted. I grabbed the plastic hair removal implement.

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. So I headed to the site of my demise—the bathroom.