Anyone Want To Go Brazilian?
I’ve been toying with the idea of Brazilian Bikini Waxing… I read a really cool article on it. Not saying that Brazilian waxing is cool… just that I liked the article. I’m a regular eyebrow waxer, I figure my next step is leg waxing, from there I’m going traditional bikini… whether I’ll go the full-blown Brazilian, remains to be seen. Well, not that I plan on showing anyone… I meant that as a figure of speech.
Brazilian waxing sounds like a horror story waiting to happen if you don’t find someone who is really good at it. Although, apparently the Brazilian sisters who started the first Salon to do Brazilian waxing here in the U.S. (in New York) are quite the experts and fairly quick about their business as well (clocked at 15 minutes). Still, 15 minutes of waxing still sounds like a pretty long time for someone to be poking around your unmentionable region when they don’t have the appropriate medical certifications framed on their wall… if you know what I mean.
The thing that really freaked me out is that these sisters prefer not to wear gloves during the waxing (at least at the time this article was written). I’m MORE than a little freaked about that. I don’t think that is a common practice in most salons though… at least I would hope not. That’s just a little too… well, never mind.
Still, I couldn’t resist posting on the topic here after it came up over at www.zazzafooky.comduring the blogathon… are things getting a little weird or what? Fatigue can do strange things… I guess we never really get past the stage of “the later the hour the sillier I get” only as you get older you have more reissue` things to get silly about.
I am becoming more fascinated with how far women will go in the line of beauty. They teach torture techniques (somewhere, I’m sure) that aren’t nearly as bad as the stuff we electively do to ourselves. Waxing? Childbirth? Liposuction?
My mother was conscious (CONSCIOUS!!!) when she had a plastic surgeon give her an eyelift. That is a story I’ll have to tell sometime. Even though it will mean eventually throwing myself on my mother’s mercy. (I’m still paying for mentioning her hysterectomy… which I don’t understand. She joined “Hyster Sisters” online and THEY sent her a BIRTHDAY CARD… but I mention the “H” word ONE time and I’m facing the double barreled, green-eyed, if-looks-could-kill, glare of Mommy Dearest).
Men ought to hang around and listen to women talk before the term “penis envy” is ever used again. We aren’t envious or obsessed with their appendages. Apparently, we are quite obsessed with the soap operas that go on between our legs.
That did NOT sound very nice, did it?
What I am trying to say goes back to my previous post “Estrogen Filled Afternoon.” If you get a group of women together the conversation will invariably turn to gynecology, child birth, and other affairs of the derriere (sorry, couldn’t resist).
Apparently, this includes conversations about Brazilian Waxing as well.
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August 7, 2005 @ 5:04 pm
Isn’t that so true! But that’s what makes us so much fun :-)
Thank for swingin by on the big day, it was a blast!
August 8, 2005 @ 6:17 am
This does sound rather painful, you have to wonder why women do it !
And thanks for coming by the tree house Amy, I always enjoy the company :)
August 8, 2005 @ 7:25 am
I’m not your typical girlie; never have waxing, manicures, etc. My skin is fair too sensitive! and I bite my nails. Too much of a tomboy though having put on weight recently, I can understand why women are so fixated with their bums looking too big etc. :)
August 8, 2005 @ 9:39 am
tj You are truly one of my favorite bloggers! I had such a blast reading the posts and the comments. I hung in with you from 9pm until 2am when I fell asleep in my desk chair. Sorry!!!! I did catch up on everything the next morning… tooooooo funny!!!
August 8, 2005 @ 9:44 am
oldguy Yes, it does sound painful doesn’t it? I’m not sure I’d ever work up the courage to do it.
Thanks for stopping by here, I hope you had a wonderful vacation!
inky I bite my nails too. I’ve been trying to quit for the past several weeks. I don’t suppose I’ll ever have “pretty nails” or gorgeous hands… my toenails are another issue because I wear flip-flops all summer so I make sure they look good. ;o)
September 8, 2005 @ 5:13 am
Mommy guilt is the WORST. I forgot yesterday because they didn’t have school Monday that it was Wednesday and Lil Cowgirl had PE, so she didn’t wear her PE uniform and didn’t get to participate.
The look of scorn I got was unbelievable- it might have had something to do with the fact that I think she tried to tell me but I told her to “just hush about it and get dressed.”
More material for her therapist later, I tell her! :)
September 8, 2005 @ 7:24 am
Bonanza Oh good grief. So she has to wear a PE uniform to SCHOOL all day? That stinks. Kate has to wear PE Friendly clothing to school (ie. tennis shoes, no skirts, no dresses) on PE days… which isn’t much better. Silly.
You definitely had it worse than I did… piano teacher scorn (and she has a week to forget, thankfully) is not as bad as the look of scorn from parents and fellow schoolmates.
Hope your week gets better, Bonanza!
September 8, 2005 @ 9:51 am
Dear me. I suppose your daughter is no longer in the running to be the next Bach. And if you don’t hear the sarcasm in that I appolagiese.
My wife does this to herself all the time too and of course this is a males perspective so feel free to ignore me but hey! We’re only talking Piano lessons here!
You didn’t forget a doctors appointment where they we’re going to give Kate a new kiddney, or forget her birthday, or any number of other horrible things. And Kate didn’t remember either so it apparently wasn’t THAT important to her.
As for the piano teacher… She’s getting paid right? Doesn’t that kind of make her your employee? I can imagine what my boss would do if I started putting him on a guilt trip or something for missing a meeting.
And now I’m again doing a poor job of convincing you I’m not a confrontational person. Oh well… At least this time I’m fighting for you.
The Lumpy
September 8, 2005 @ 10:02 am
Lumpy LOL - I just don’t understand why men are not equipped with the guilt chip. Oh sure, you’ll say that it’s a matter of picking your battles and in your value system missing a doctor’s appointment is far worse than missing a piano lesson…
(and there is some validity to that)
;o)
But as mother, a missed piano lesson is one less 30 minute session of enriching my daughter’s life and stimulating her intellect. It’s never as simple as a missed appointment, we jump to the long-term and think, “How many lessons can we forget before it has a detrimental effect on her entire future?!?!?!?!?!”
It could be the difference between,
Kate, “May I take your order?” and
Dr. Kate “Mrs. Smith, we have your test results back…”
*gasp* her entire future hanging on the thin thread of one missed piano lesson.
LOL - hope my tongue-in-cheek tone is not missed here…