In anticipation of wearing a sleeveless gown on Friday, I went to Boudoir last week to have my arms waxed.
“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?” I whinged to T.
“Not at all,” she replied. “Of course my pain tolerance is high…”
“Well, my arms are nervous.”
But it hardly hurt a bit, just as T said. Marilyn chattered away to me while she smoothed on the warm and sticky wax, smoothed a gauze strip over it and ripped the hairs from their sockets.
My arms were a mass of tiny red prickles for a couple of hours, then subsided into normal looking—but completely denuded—skin. Now, a few days later, I can see new hairs just beginning to peek into the air.
Why wax? Japanese women often shave their arms; there are special-purpose safety straight razors sold at every drugstore in the country. As I’ve aged, my body hair has darkened and gotten denser, so my usually furry arms seemed too bushy for polite company. The gala is a good excuse for a personal hygiene experiment.
Will I do it again? Maybe in the summer…
Posted by kuri at January 25, 2005 11:26 PM
:) i often use hair bleach on my arms! i’m part italian and body hair is just a fact of life. i’ve also heard that japanese women shave their faces?? at least, i read about how geisha do because it helps with the preparation of all the white makeup.
Posted by: gleek on January 26, 2005 02:46 AMWaxing is so much better than shaving. But I am a sucker for any sort of treament where people are fussing over me.. (What does that say about me???)
Posted by: T on January 26, 2005 02:05 PMI have watched my students pluck their arms of hair one by one in class….. very disturbing!
Posted by: j-ster on January 28, 2005 12:54 AMWhere did you go? There’s no place to wax around Odawara. Any recommendations? Those ads in Metropolis crack me up with the diamond brazilian ladies “Boudooooiir”
Posted by: odawaragirl on February 7, 2005 02:05 AM