When it is hot and humid out, area’s under clothing tend to get extra hot and sweaty. Just a pleasant reminder.
~your wax educator~

Face it, I’m a story teller. I just using Brazilians as my venue to share my crazy experiences. I got the sweetest compliment from a woman who said that she wished her hair grew faster so she could come in more often to hear more stories.

“So… you, me, friday around noon, hot wax and my leg in the air…what do you think?” I get the best emails.

During a Brazilian, a woman told me she was sweating so bad that she was worried she was going to sweat her weave off.

During a Brazilian, a woman moaned and said that the warm wax felt soooo good that she didn’t care if it sounded weird. In fact, she said I could go ahead and blog about her. So I did.

It is not uncommon for me to dance or sing during your Brazilian. And don’t be surprised when I get super excited if I remove a nasty ingrown from your bikini area. Although you may think my optimistic behavior is peculiar, I think you should be thankful that you have met someone who really loves her job.

I used to stand by the facial waxing chair for hours waxing one brow after another. Now I stand next to a massage table waxing one bush after another.

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Oh God is all I have to say!

A young Asian guy with a large backpack walked into the salon yesterday looking around quizzically. He wanted to know what kind of establishment we were. He wanted to know what a Brazilian was. He asked if we did things to the whole body. I think he thought we were a Bordello.

A client of mine gave a copy of The Happy Hoo-Ha to a friend that was going to Italy. She told her that after she finished the book, she had to give it to someone it Italy. I thought that was so cool. Hopefully one day, everybody will know how important it is to have a Happy Hoo-Ha!