#TMI

Sooo...yea...this posting is not for the faint at heart. It may be a little too personal for some. If you're not ready to know me on that level, stop reading now....

I had quite the experience this evening. And I know you're probably wondering what it is, since I've been tweeting about it. Well here is a tale of my first (and possibly last) bikini wax. For real, if you're not ready, stop reading now.

6:30 pm
I walk into the shop give the girl at the counter my name. I had been anticipating this day for weeks and now that it was here I was beside my self.

6:32 pm
Getting really antsy. My appointment was at 6:30 wtf?!

Approx. 6:35 pm
"Ashley you can go on back." I go into the room and I'm standing there not knowing what to do I put my purse down on the chair and stood there. The woman (she works there) across the hall was like, "Do you want to use the restroom before she gets started?" To which I reply, "Should I?" She says, "Go ahead." So I go thinking that's probably a good idea, how embarassing would it have been if I peed on her. I get back in the room and there she is getting ready for me. "You can close the door. Go ahead and take off your pants. You should probably remove your underpants too." Noooooooow I'm getting nervous

6:45 pm
Spread eagle, nude from the waist down in front of a complete stranger. I mean, she did my eyebrows once. Does that count? Anywhoo...without warning, here comes to wax. She keeps telling me to relax but I can't. Sure, it didn't hurt as much as I anticipated but that shit still hurt. And I mean, she is going to town. "Your hair comes out really nicely." Uh huh. Was that a compliment? I don't know but I didn't say thank you. "You're sweating." Uhhh yea that's the body's natural response to stressful situations. She keeps going. "You really know how to sweat." To this, I apologize. Finally it's over

7:05 pm
Aloe and baby powder and she sends me on my way. "Don't put hot water on the area until tomorrow and please wear cotton underwear." Well...alright then. I put my clothes back on, go to the desk, pay for my service "I'll see you next time." Uh huh. Sure you will :-\

I thought I'd be walking funny because you know...that's a very sensitive area. Definitely the experience. And one I only had to pay $27 for ($25 + $2 tip). Not sure what the tip was for. I just paid her for the pain.

'Tis all. I suppose I'm all ready for the beach now, huh? I won't be like Miranda in Sex and the City (the movie).