Women can be very demonstrative during their Brazilian Wax. When they move around a lot, it can get messy. Women love to thrash their arms and legs around while I am trying to work on their lady parts. Recently, a girl looked at her friend getting the wax and said “how the hell did you get wax on your ankle?”
Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha
Thoughts, stories, and insights from M.E. Nesser
“OOH my underwear feels so different!” The kind of thing I hear at work.
~another benefit of a Brazilian Wax~
Rectal bleaching is more popular than you think. I had a client who used her facial bleach product on her anus. Nothing happened.
~your Brazilian Informant~
When you hear about rectal bleaching, it refers to the skin, not the hair.
~you Brazilian educator~
Some women like to wait a long time between Brazilians. A girl told her man she had an appointment with me. He told her he was happy she was going to skin the cat.
Three girls brought their friend in for her first Brazilian. They came in the room and stood around the head of the table, encouraging her and holding her down. She was squirming so aggressively that her head started falling off the end of the table. I had to grab her feet and pull her back to the center of the table. I couldn’t keep her leg up to wax her lips properly because she was pushing it against me too hard. Happy to say, I was able to make her bald, amidst the yelling and fighting. A client waiting in the hallway could hear the commotion and suggested I charge a little extra to pay for the massage that I could definitely use after a difficult wax.
Someone called me the best in the Universe. C’mon now, the Universe?
~spreading the joy of Brazilians around the galaxy~
During my career, I’ve had a handful of women fall off the table as a result of their over dramatic behavior during their Brazilian. Normally, every drama queen has fallen off the table on the far side of me. Yesterday I had another 1st happen at Mark & M.E. A girl fell towards me. This actually worked out better, because I was able to catch her before she landed on the floor.
In order to get to your parts, I need to separate them. It doesn’t freak me out, so take a deep breath and let me do my thing. It’s really no big deal.
~your Brazilian junk spreader~
One of my client’s told her best friend she needed to go to Mark & M.E. to get a Brazilian because she was long overdue. The best friend offered to give my client’s boyfriend his Safari Hat for his journey through the jungle.