Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

I’m pretty OCD about the symmetry of my shapes, so it really isn’t necessary to draw the shape you want on the front of your pubis with pencil eyeliner.
~your Brazilian artist~

I have had some interesting comments about The Happy Hoo-Ha. One person noticed one grammar error. Another noticed two.

One of Mark’s clients congratulated me on getting my children’s book published. I told her it wasn’t a children’s book. She was surprised. She thought it looked like one. Having a Happy Hoo-ha may make us act childlike, but it really isn’t appropriate reading material for a child.

I love when women come in to get their first Brazilian and aren’t scared, just excited about how sexy they are going to feel afterwards. When I asked a new client who was super excited how she heard about me, she said “really, you’re IT!” Thank you. That made my day.

If lots of women have friends named BOB, who do men have?
~The Happy Hoo-ha question of the day~

A man on the radio today said the penis has no conscience. I know when a penis meets one of my Brazilian clients, it most definitely does not.

Yesterday a manatee swam up to my kayak. As I was petting its back, it rolled over so I could pet its belly. It was a mommy and had a baby nearby in the water. I couldn’t help but notice that manatees don’t need Brazilians. Her lady parts were bald.

When some clients come in for Brazilians, they say they are headed to Brazil. I love the idea of our salon being referred to as a tropical paradise in an exotic country.

My daughter is going on a bullet train today. It made me think of how a man acts like the conductor of a bullet train when his woman gets a Brazilian.

I talk about different names women call their lady parts in The Happy Hoo-Ha. A woman told me I needed to add her name to my list. She calls it her Bajingo. I told her she had a bushy Bajingo. When I finished, I told her she had a beautifully bald Bajingo. So here’s a shout out to all those bald Bajingo’s out there.