Who to tell?
This evening, I had my armpits waxed… OUCH!!! Yes, I realize it’s not exactly a dinner topic but my mom is an esthetician, it comes with the territory. Basically, I’ve just experienced the type of pain that makes you involuntarily scream. First, the warm, comforting wax is applied to the surface; seemingly friendly, then, it turns it’s back on you, acting as an agent of brutality when it is ripped away from your skin, leaving behind tender, red flesh…. It was so painful that I couldn’t even cry, I was giggling… and people, that means pain… like, delirious pain… but hey, at least it’s smooth now. Is the pain worth the result? I’m not so sure. But I braved it at least this one time.
