No Shave November doesn’t exist at the Mark and M.E. Salon ‘Home of the 10 Minute Brazilian‘ and M.E. is back in town and ready to get down and dirty in the big, bad bushes that can handle my enthusiastic removal of their unwanted hair.
Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha
Thoughts, stories, and insights from M.E. Nesser
When you do Brazilians for a living, you learn a lot of tricks about keeping that body part happy. There are certain instances when I recommend that women use coconut oil on their lady parts. It can be very soothing and very healing. One of my client’s told me her husband started using it on his private area as well. He likes to refer to it as his cock and nut oil.
Last week I waxed a handful of women who hadn’t been to Mark & M.E. since May. One of the ladies was reading a magazine when I called her into the room for her appointment. She burst out laughing when she saw me because this was the page she had just turned to. She showed me the pic and said she brought me a Fur Baby.
The atmosphere is very casual at Mark and M.E. Ladies come in the room, undress from the waist down and hop on the table for their Brazilian. As a lady was about to remove her undergarments, she looked at me and said sheepishly, “I’m glad you don’t judge.” Nope, I sure don’t.
When I look at Facebook and see certain clients, I can’t help but remember something about my last visit with them. Like the woman who hopped off the table after her Brazilian and said, “This is the best day ever!”
When I went to the store to get coffee this morning, I saw a man who had an American Flag on his shirt. It reminded me of the client last week who hadn’t had a Brazilian in three months, and after I was finished, she exclaimed, “Sweet Freedom, you liberated my vagina!”
It’s funny how nervous some women get and the things they worry about when they come in for a Brazilian. Like the woman who inserted a tampon before her appointment even though she didn’t have her period because she was worried I’d get wax in the hole. Believe me, that’s one place I stay away from.
We pick a different artist to listen to at Mark and M.E. every day. Having Pandora has been a lot of fun. The other day I put on Aretha Franklin. After an hour or so, I heard Mark whistling (he does that a lot) and I said “Hasn’t the music been great today?” He asked who the artist was. I told him Urethra Franklin. Yep, too many Brazilians…
I love the analogies that women share when they come in for a Brazilian. Like the lady who told me she brought me Jumanji. I had to think twice about what she meant since I never saw the movie. Oh yea, jungle right?
The woman who referred to me as a vaginista said she also calls me her vaginologist. I think that’s another great name for a Brazilian wax lady. I could never be a gynecologist though; I prefer working outside the box.