Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

One of the things I am thankful for this Thanksgiving Day is for all the cooters that I get to coif every week. I love my job and all the ladies that fill my days.

People make appointments for different reasons. Some people just make a standing 4-6 week appointment, because it is easier for both of us when you are on a regular schedule. Others will come in for a special occasion or a date. A woman told me she was mocking out her boyfriend because he had grey hair in his goatee. Yesterday morning she noticed grey in her own goatee. She called for an appointment.

Don’t you want to be finger licking good?

Going green has absolutely nothing to do with leaving your lady in its natural state.

A woman accused me of giving her a pimple because she was so anxious about getting a wax. And it wasn’t her first time. I’m used to people telling me how radiant their skin is from all the extra sex they are having not how pimply I make them from their anxiety about the service.

If you have always had some hair on your hoo-ha, the sensation of being bald can be very strange. It can be extremely funny the way women describe this new found freedom that I have given them. One woman told me she felt very exposed and cold after I made her bald. In fact, she said that she wanted to go out and buy a hat and scarf to protect her girl and keep her warm.

Mother M.E. 🙂

Someone who has never met me asked one of my regular clients how a woman with a nun’s name (you know…mary elizabeth) could do this for a living. She told her she didn’t know. All she knew was that I was perfect for the job.

I told you I am doing God’s work.

Sometimes it is the smallest comments that make my day and give me ideas for a blog. Yesterday a woman came in for a wax. It was only her second time. When I asked her how her man responded to it she said, “He couldn’t keep his nose out of it. I mean, literally, he couldn’t keep his nose out of it.”

Let’s talk about gray pubic hair for a minute. Nothing makes you feel older than seeing the color gray between your legs. We have two ways to combat this problem at Mark & M.E. First, my husband would be happy to mix you up some hair color, put it in a Dixie cup and send it home with you. Or, secondly, you can have me rip those fuckers from the root and throw them out!