On Friday I got the brilliant notion to get a Brazilian. Not a Brazilian man mind you, but a wax job that includes places that have never seen the sun. I have several day spas for clients so getting manis, pedis, facials, and massages have become part of my weekly routine and I decided..."why not get a Brazilian this week?" Why not indeed! It has been 5 years since I got a modified Brazilian. I don't recall it hurting quite so much. Of course, slathering boiling hot wax on delicate body parts to rip hair out...that screams out pain. I was suppose to have a hot date Saturday night, but that had to be delayed for not-so-obvious reasons (to him).

I thought going to a gyn/ob was embarrassing, but that was topped by the nurse who had to completely shave my nether regions prior to my hysterectomy. I hit a new blush zone with the Brazilian. You are using Kama Sutra positions for your aesthetician and the piece de resistance was when I had to roll over on my tummy and "spread'em". Yeah that was delightful. Not sure I will be repeating this procedure, but I do like the look and feel.

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