… that bikini wax was the DUMBEST THING I’VE EVER DONE!!!
Although the “important bits” actually do feel pretty fine (although that just means they’re not screaming in agony – not that they ever really reached soft-as-a-baby’s-bottom status), the actual bikini area is right fucked. It feels and looks like the worst case of razor burn *ever*. If I dug up a rusty straight razor from some prospector’s cabin in the woods abandoned since the Gold Rush days, and used the foam from the mouth of a rabid dog as shaving cream, and used *that* as my method of hair removal, I probably would’ve had more success.
I’ve been applying copious amounts of Lidocane cream in an attempt to ease the suffering of my poor crotch, but it hasn’t seemed to kick in yet. Needless to say, I’m NOT impressed, and will NEVER do this again.
UPDATE: 12:14pm – The lidocane cream is starting to kick in – and I’m wearing much more crotch friendly pants today (although underwear in any shape or form is still a no no).