from the heART: "i'm sorry, you want me to do what?"

You may have read the title of this post and thought something bad happened. Well, I'm here to tell you that something bad did happen! Number 16: get a bikini wax. Yup, told you, bad!

Already feeling nervous and anxious about having this done, I tried to maintain as much composure as possible. However all hell broke loose when I walked into the room and the first thing the esthetician says is "Okay, take your underwear off, lay on the table, put your heels towards your butt, spread your legs like a butterfly and we'll get started." I am sure my response was paired with a bewildered face as I retorted, "I'm sorry, you want me to do what?!"

After a minute or two of trying my best to buck up and take it like champ, I got on the table and did as she said. Let me tell you, a bikini wax isn't a walk in the park and it didn't go down quietly. That's right, I may have yelled ... more than once. All the while she kept repeating "You poor thing." 

Once everything was said and done, I'm happy to report that I did it! The appointment ended with her laughing and saying "Yeah, you'll be back." In the moment, sure, I slightly wanted to punch her in the face but now a few days later, damn that hoe, she was right. I think I'll probably be back!