My Pain Training
My winter waxing break. Now that it's winter my legs and arms will not see the light of day much w hich can only mean one thing: hairy legs and pits and a bikini line that closely resembles the Tahoe National Forest. Yeah. If I let myself go I can be that hairy. I try not to, but hey, it happens sometimes. [ By the way, i f you are squeamish about things that cause bodily pain or horrific details of childbirth here's your out because cute puppies never fail to soften the blow of my way too honest posts. ] I'm lucky since a lot of my body hair is blondish. So instead of looking like a gorrilla I'm more of a blonde yeti. But it's still there and annoying as hell. For as much as I lean in the liberal direction on the political scale, I hate being hairy and I do not embrace my inner hippy in this respect. Sorry. At least I've chosen to epilate and wax for environmental reasons which IS embracing my inner hippy so I consider that close