Wax On, Wax Off

I've taken the plunge and started waxing more than my eyebrows. Two weeks ago my legs were hairy enough for hot wax to rip the little buggers out from the root. It was mildly uncomfortable but not completely unbearable. Now, it bothers me that my legs are fuzzy, but at least they are not visibly stubbly.

Today I decide to go a bit further to the bikini line. Not Brazilian, that is being reserved for someone special. It is my conclusion that wax for depilatory purposes in the pelvic area is a medieval instrument of torture. I got through it by laughing nervously. Not sure if I'll take the next step or just stick to my razor. That guy I meet better be something else, or at least know how to call and not text.