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Waxing

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  • 25-08-2008 9:13am
    #1
    Registered Users Posts: 278 ✭✭


    Got this and taugh that soem of ye might be able to relate to it.



    All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy,
    painless removal -

    The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.

    Read on......

    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 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 mess, 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 wax strip across the right side of
    my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down
    to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip)

    I inhale deeply and brace myself.....RRRRRRIIIIPPP!!!!

    I'm blind!!!

    Blinded from pain!!!!....

    OH MY GAUD!!!!!!!!! (London English for 'Oh my God')

    Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the
    strip. CRAP!

    Another deep breath and RIP! Everything is spinning and spotted.

    I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...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...it's not!

    I touch.

    I am touching wax.

    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
    upon the toilet?

    I know I need to do something.

    So I put my foot down.

    Sealed shut!

    My butt is sealed shut.

    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, 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 cemented
    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 hoo-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 hoo-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 trying to scrape the
    wax off with a razor .

    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!!

    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 counselling 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 STARS!!!!!!!

    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 colour......


Comments

  • Closed Accounts Posts: 13,252 ✭✭✭✭Madame Razz


    More fool her for going near there with a cold wax strips...not to mention heating it with the hairdryer....asking for trouble methinks...


  • Registered Users Posts: 278 ✭✭john_aero


    still brough a smile to my face, was very well written who ever did it


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,181 ✭✭✭LolaDub


    Very funny!


  • Registered Users Posts: 4,673 ✭✭✭mahamageehad


    john_aero wrote: »
    still brough a smile to my face, was very well written who ever did it

    +1!! LMAO :D:P

    however in future OP hair removal cream FTW!!!


  • Registered Users Posts: 11,440 ✭✭✭✭Piste


    Ouch >.<



    Those cold wax strips are awful though, running them doesn't heat them up at all and they don't stick to hair properly.


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 273 ✭✭geminilady


    v well put together! lol!


  • Moderators, Entertainment Moderators Posts: 12,916 Mod ✭✭✭✭iguana


    That reminds me of the first (and only) time I tried home waxing. I was still living at my parents' and bought a pack of mixed size strips in Roches. I picked a day when my parents and brothers were out and decided to give them a go.

    First, to test, I used a small strip on my arm. I rubbed my arm with a light dusting of talc, to prevent the wax sticking to my skin, rubbed the strip, applied it and pulled. That wasn't too bad so I decided to go for the bikini line.

    I lay on my bed, naked from the waist down, dusted my crotch with talc, stuck on the strip and pulled. It was the most god-awful pain and I had only pulled up about 2cms of the strip. With tears in my eyes I took hold of the edge and yanked. Another centimeter. I tried several times, but I just couldn't pull it off. I gave up on the idea of hair removal and just wanted the strip off my body so I tried removing it slowly, bit by bit. The pain was worse.

    After about 45 minutes I decided that the only thing to do was to go down to the kitchen, find a scissors and cut it off. Worried that so much time had passed someone would be home soon, I went through my drawers for the biggest, hippiest skirt I had. My modesty protected I l began my journey to the kitchen, and let me tell you it was a ****ing ordeal. I can't begin to describe what going down stairs with a sheet of plastic covered in wax stuck to my pubic hairs felt like.

    Eventually I found a scissors, hobbled back upstairs and locked my self in the bathroom where I could cut the bloody (sort of literally at this point) thing off me. It took at least half an hour and I ended up with big red welts all down the side of my crotch. I couldn't even wear big nana-knickers for the next fortnight as the seam was too painful on my skin. Nevermind the skimpy thongs I had planned, I had to buy a 6 pack of boxer shorts.:(


  • Registered Users Posts: 278 ✭✭john_aero


    i can only try to imagine the pain of it and dont know how some women do it themselves


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