I took a wax class yesterday, which was strange, because I used to be an educator for a large wax company and I still teach private lessons once in awhile. What I learned is that I really do know a lot about waxing and that it is a lot more fun to do it then to teach it.

Habits can be good or bad. Pulling out your eyelashes or grinding your teeth are a bad habit. Enjoying your Brazilian on a regular basis is definitely a good one.

A lot of my clients read The Happy Hoo-Ha in my waiting room while they wait for their appointment. In the book I told a story about when one of my clients was in high school, she remembers being able to smell another girl even while the other girl was dressed. The other day, I had a client tell me that she had the same experience with someone she worked with. Unfortunately, if you can smell another person’s genitalia while she is dressed, even a Brazilian cannot eradicate the smell.

I love meeting husbands, fiancĂ©’s and boyfriends. Some get embarrassed when they meet me. Some sit out in the car and hide from me. But I had a guy yesterday who told me that it was a pleasure to meet me and that he was a huge fan of my work. That made my day.

A new Brazilian client said a baby swear word and, after a few minutes, said a medium swear word. I started laughing and told her that neither of those words were the most common said in my wax room. When I lifted her leg and waxed her whole lip in one shot, she did not disappoint me. She said the big swear word with a great deal of force and animation.

I may not have gotten home until the middle of the night, but I refuse to let the snow keep me from the service of the snatch.
~Your Brazilian Warrior~

Mark & Me has been looking for a licensed cosmetologist for over a month to join our team. We have only had one person apply and it was not the right fit. If we cannot find help, I am just going to have to train Mark to help me out. He does a mean Brazilian on me, and I know he could make you laugh as much as I do.

I am excited to share that I sent my manuscript to Amazon yesterday to begin the editing process of my second book. It is called
The Happy Hen House and I hope to have it published by Summer. Believe it or not, I had enough stories to create an even longer book about my life in the Big, Bad Bush.

I will never understand why a husband would not want to come into the room with his wife while she gets a Brazilian. It isn’t as if he hasn’t ever seen it before.

You’re never too old to get a Brazilian.