So I lay down, and waited for that first strip to be pulled off - my chest had the lucky honours. Done! Is that it? Really? Oh, that wasn't so bad... I was surprised at how little it hurt - just like having a bandaid ripped off. I think it also helped that my beauty therapist was quite hot too! Haha! No tears, no screams, no swearing, just relief and happiness in the fact that I had disappointed so many of my friends who wanted to see pain and blood. None here, sorry friends - you need to go elsewhere for a show! Haha! One strip off my back got a little 'Gah' from me, but apart from that, I was stone cold solid, stared down myself in the mirror and didn't even flinch. I was so proud!
So smooth, so shiny, it looks so good! And the girls were fixated with touching the newly waxed areas - I did not object to this... ;)
Over 24 hours on and things are looking good. Wearing a shirt and having a shower have been weird sensations, but apart from that all is good. The chest is a little pink and bumpy at the moment, but the back and shoulders look totally fine. All in all, a successful event! Now to just take care of the skin, and perhaps even do a follow up wax sometime in the future! I never thought I'd ever be thinking that!
Thanks to everyone for donating to the Shave for a Cure cause, even though it was 18 months ago now, haha. And a big thanks to my really great friends for coming along, paying for the waxing, and albeit in their own sadistic way, supporting me through my first ever waxing.
I manned up, I owned my waxing, I was so proud!
Stay tuned for photos...
To end, all I can say is... Steve Carrell - you're a bit of a wimp!