adventures in masochism
So, yesterday,
Cara and I went
downtown to
here and
did
this.
And yes, OW.
It wasn't so bad, though. And I'll do it again. The price was reasonable and
the place was pretty nice. I'm totally getting a different girl next time,
though. My girl barely spoke to me the whole time (I don't even know her name
and she just got as intimate with me as my gynecologist), then left me
doggy-style on the table, covered in wax. She didn't even leave the room
while I undressed, which, given what she saw, seems reasonable, but they
ALWAYS leave the room. Even your gyno leaves the room.
It was only until after I'd paid that I found out how much I'd been screwed
over. Cara's girl, Charlotte, talked to her the whole time, explained what
she was doing, and prepared her for the worst bits. At the end, she got oil
to get rid of the wax, a cold compress, and antiseptic solution.
My girl (again, the Nameless One) actually missed a BUNCH, some patches here
and there, which I can't fix, really, because I can't see them, and some stray
bits here and there that she was supposed to tweeze out, but didn't. I had to
do that myself. I guess she was late for her social engagement or whatever,
because she ran out the door pretty quick while I was paying.
To quote Pie and
Stef, and to be completely
religiously unsensitive, I got JEWED.
And I totally over-tipped her for what I got, of course. Damn me for being
gregarious.
Don't get me wrong, though. It wasn't a bad experience. It was certainly
better than some waxing places I have been to, but it wasn't as good as it
could have been, considering what I was doing.
All in all, I'd recommend the experience. I was pretty used to people
fiddling around down there, as I'd had waxes before, but Cara was going in
blind. Brave girl. So the parts that had already been done weren't so bad,
but when they ventured on virgin forest, it was dicey. YEOW. The back,
though, not bad at ALL. Totally fine, barely felt it. And not half so
embarrassing as the front bit. So
Tim's assertion that what we were
about to do was an abomination (although he put it in such coarse language)
was completely ill-founded.
So if you can make sure you have time for something alcoholic afterwards, go
nuts.
Next time, though, I'm going to use one of those topical desensitizing lotions
beforehand. I can take that pain, but I'd rather not. :D
Hanging out with Cara was nice, too. We don't often get to do that, just the
two of us. Stupid Pie is always in the way. Tricky, though, because in
addition to being a female friend of mine, she's also my boyfriend's best
friend, so I can't exactly complain or anything around her (not that I have
anything to complain about). We had a nice time, though, went on a bit of
shopping afterwards. I got two new navel rings, one tiny gold one with a lady
bug in it, and another huge bling-bling thing that Cara made me buy. She
bought a purse, and some stuff at Lush. Then we went for alcohol, and met up
with my LCI girls for dinner, which worked out okay. We went for dessert and
met up with the Pie, and then the evening was over. I was home before
midnight for once. What a surprise.
You know, there's so much potential for mayhem in Putty.exe. I just have this
little black box, into which I can enter whatever I want, for ever and ever
amen. There appears to be no limit. It encourages me to write bloody essays,
which, I'm sure, dear readers, you have no interest in reading. So I
apologize for my blithering, but with so much potential in front of me, and a
faceless audience waiting for me, I can't help myself. Especially when I can
present such graphic and disturbing stories for you to read!
Okay, I'm done for real.
Out.
Posted by Ally at July 28, 2005 09:20 AM