After a long week, on Friday night, I was exhausted. Having decided that I would be spending the evening watching movies and going to bed early, I stopped off at my local waxer to have my eyebrows waxed. (I went a year plucking them myself, went back to waxing on a whim, and have now committed to it once a month – it’s cheap and looks so much better!)
So as I’m laying there all vulnerable, with hot wax dangerously near my eyes, the woman says to me “We do moustache too?”
Umm, excuse me? Moustache? Lady, my face may not be hair free, because that is abnormal, but no one has ever accused me of having a moustache.
“Oh, no, I really don’t think…” Horror washed over me. “Is it that bad?” I asked in a hushed voice.
She nodded wisely. “You should do it. Not expensive. Only $6, and not too painful.”
We went back and forth on this, and I was pretty horrified by the thought that I had a moustache, so I let her do it.
She was right, it didn’t hurt too much.
That’s right, I ended up with an awesome allergic reaction to the wax job on my upper lip. For two days, my lip was swollen, bruised, and covered in an awesomely sexy rash. And the best part? There were still little hairs there! (Little hairs that you couldn’t see, thanks to the gross rash, but still).
So I’m almost healed. And I learned my lesson. Don’t let yourself get guilted into spending money.
And don’t wax your upper lip. A little hair is normal. Some may find it sexy. No one thinks a gross red rash is sexy.