Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

A woman called desperate to get a Brazilian the same day she called. Why, you may ask? Apparently, her boyfriend belongs to a naked euchre group!

After 4 months in quarantine, this is what many of our client’s look like while they are getting waxed in preparation for the holiday weekend!

In my opinion, successful fireworks start with a good old fashioned Brazilian Wax!

4th of July is just around the corner.  Please remember that hair is flammable, so if you haven’t made your appointment with us, you better hurry!

I have never walked down the street, grabbed a random woman and dragged her into the salon to get a Brazilian Wax. So when a woman gets on the table and my first rip consists of removing about 6 hairs from under her belly button and she proceeds to jump off the table holding her stomach like I tortured her, I just don’t get it.

Some clients that we waxed this week had over 4 months of growth, which made it difficult to see their parts. One of the funniest things a woman yelled out after I finished her Brazilian was, “Yes, I’m a girl!”

Taming the quarantine cootch has not been easy this past two weeks.

2 weeks ago today we were finally able to resurrect the beautifully bald sphinx cat!!!

Another woman had a dream that since it had been so long since her last Brazilian, I pulled a tree out of her pore instead of an ingrown.

Several client’s admitted that they dreamt about me during the quarantine. One woman told me that in her dream I hosted a zoom meeting where I taught everybody how to give themselves a