I went for my second wax a few days ago. The first waxing worked out pretty well so I thought I would try it again. First off, my waxist likes to chat, about anything and everything. I was lying on the table, not paying much attention to what was going on, wasn't feeling much discomfort with the ripping out of hairs, happened to look down and it was all gone. I guess I assumed she had remembered the look from last time. Boy was I wrong. I'm as bald as a baby right now. Not at all what I had wanted. She was apologetic, I was laughing. It's only hair and it will grow back, I hope.
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