So, I had a genius idea to get a wax. I wanted to try something new cause shaving every week was no longer appealing to me. I told my boyfriend that I’m thinking of getting a wax treatment. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Baby, I’m thinking of waxing.
Him: Baby that is painful…
M: I have tattoo’s surely it can’t be worse than that.
H: Baby, waxing is painful!
M: I’m sure I’ll be fine baby
H: *shrugs*
The day finally came and he wished me well. Dramatic much…
16 May 2022, a day I will never forget
Anyway… I arrived at the spa at 11:55 for a Swedish massage and wax; armpit, and bikini wax. I’m for spas that give a calm, quiet, and relaxing ambiance. And it must be within a 15–20-minute radius, I don’t particularly appreciate driving. The last time I went to a spa that was 45 minutes away on a bumpy road, I swore never to do that again unless it’s a weekend stay. I digress… I went to the Houghton Hotel Spa.
The Swedish massage was delightful, I knew the shoulders would be tense from all the new moves in pole training. The masseuse, *Katlego was gentle. Even when she noticed the knots on my shoulders, she was gentle. Before I knew it, the hour was done, and I was sleepy. Then enters *Thembi “Hi mam, my name is Thembi and I’m here to do Your wax…” We had a brief conversation while she prepared whatever she was preparing, I told her this was a first, so she needed to be gentle. That probed her to start a conversation every time it was quiet, and I knew it was a distraction tactic.
The Waxing Session
The armpits were quick and easy, a scream here and there and it was over. Then comes the Brazilian wax. I initially wanted the bikini wax but I figured why not, let’s do the Brazilian wax. The Hollywood wax scared me because she mentioned something about waxing my ass. One step at a time, please… We’ll get there, but for now, let’s start with this. The wax was surprisingly, extremely hot. Hotter than I expected. What blew me away was the level of intimacy that the Brazilian wax required. Baby girl was touching my nana, some spots were more uncomfortable than others with the hot wax.
The first pull was hell! I almost wanted to tell her it’s okay, we can call it a day. I’ll cut off whatever wax is left on me, but I soldiered on. It was on the fourth wax pull that I heard my boyfriend’s voice “Baby this thing is going to be painful…”. The next thing I know she’s asking me where I stay and what I do, I knew I needed a distraction from the 6th wax pull onwards.
A what? A Tweezer?
Then I felt the hair being pulled individually, we had moved on to using a tweezer to pull out individual stubborn hairs. I said to her, “I can conclude that getting a tattoo is better than this” and she laughed. My nana was red, but we still needed to finish off a few parts. Two more wax pulls, here we come! At this point, I thought it would be less painful, but it wasn’t. It hurt as it did with the first pull. She suggested we stop because anything further than this might cause irritation, I was happy to wrap up this session. But the tweezing continued for a bit, I screamed with every hair that was pulled until it was finally over.
The Aftermath
I love the smoothness, I bought new lingerie that has cutouts and strings everywhere and it looks pretty. I look forward to seeing how long the wax will last and how it looks after a while. I’d love to show You how it looks, but it borders on the 18N side. Lol…
Apparently, You get used to waxing. I’m not sure how and when I will ever get used to waxing. I saw a video of a lady getting an underarm wax on Twitter and she didn’t even blink when they pulled that wax off. I spent a few hours in the robe to recover and let things cool off if you know what I mean…
The Feedback
As soon as I got out of there I sent him crying emojis… That was enough to tell him what happened. What did he say? “Baby but I told You!” Followed by “Askies my baby…” Will I do this again? Of course, I will. Just kidding!
I’d love to hear from You, how was Your first-time waxing experience?
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