I received a holiday gift certificate to Shobha, a high end chain hair removal salon from friend & someone I work for, Chandler Mills. (You know you work for awesome people when they know you do this & support you!) myshobha.com
I showed up at the Williamsburg location one evening, no appointment made. The receptionist, Orchidia, told me that they had an appointment on the books but they let it go after 3 minutes late. Which that day, that was what happened. For me I was pleased, I was getting my wax. But I think that’s a tad harsh. Have you ever taken the L train? Especially at rush hour? Someone with a punctuality award would be late.
I was given a form to fill out, similar to that of Haven Spa’s. We made small talk-they wax men at certain locations! This beckons further research.
& now it’s go time!
My esthetician’s name was Davinder. She stayed in the room the entire time I disrobed. She wore both a mask & gloves. I get it. I’m not so jazzed about people I don’t know touching me even on the shoulder when I’m fully dressed. I wouldn’t have cuntfidence going barehanded into stranger vagina either.
Shobha advertises that a Brazilian wax takes 15 minutes. Let’s start our clocks.
She gave me a wipe & got into it. We did the usual banter. Commuting, her kids, what I do for work, yadda yadda. I think a lot of the waxers choose to have these talks as in the same when you’re getting your blood drawn. Take your mind off of things.
She asked me hold a bit. Just a little bit for my bits. There was no flip over. Just jack knifing. And lo & behold, 15 minutes later, she was holding a mirror in front of her work of art. Was I satisfied? So few do that, even I, veteran vag, was a little quick with the response. At a glance she looked good. Yes, I was happy.
The best part followed-she swaddled the snatch in a thick rosewater wipe. Shobha sells them and if you get nothing else out of this I’m telling you-buy them. I don’t care what body parts you’re working with. Wipe your whole body with them. I’ve been told heroin feels like being encased in an orb of gel. These wipes will get your skin strung out.
Davinder also applied Cortisone. Good trick! Bye bye redness!
I was happy & on a high as I dressed. I tipped Davinder $20. Squared up my gift certificate with Orchidia, I still have a balance! I purchased some of those magical rosewater wipes & chatted away like I was buzzed. Skimmed on some poor waxes I’ve had, dives, amusing things I’ve been told. I brought up the story written about in an early blog entry, how an esthetician told me she was waxing a woman wearing a tampon & pulled the tampon out with the wax. Orchidia responded that their waxers would know if you had your period & they would stop at that point. C’mon people-those are what those gloves were made for! (I jest. Kind of ;))
Now-the aftermath & further home inspection.
I want so badly so stay on this high & say it was the best wax of all time. I even thought of lying to you. & quite honestly it may have been one of the best waxes if not the best. But as in life, it was not 100% perfect.
What I’m happy about/pros: There was 0 redness, dryness, itching, after at all. Not immediately or days after. To me this is more important than the cons so I’m really still very very happy.
Cons: 1) there were just a few small stragglers 2) there was a small amount of hair left at the peak of the tuchkes. I think these could have easily been remedied with tweezers & the flip over instead of the jack knife. So Shobha-it’s ok, allow yourself a 20 minute wax instead of a 15 minute one for that extra gold star. As in sleep, 5 more minutes can make all the difference.
A little bonus trivia: I told a Georgian pal about this experience. He informed me that Shoba (okay the spelling is different but pronunciation the same) means Santa.
Dear Shoba, this year I would like a stocking full of those glorious rosewater wipes!
I wrote in the last entry I wanted to start writing about more things I’d believe a reader of Touch My Girl might be interested in.
For this post the segment is, Texts With Friends.
These are all snippets of real texts between myself & some buddies. They are women & men. Some will give you a laugh. Some may make you frown. Some will give you the feels. I wanted to give you that real person connection. The, “I’ve been there.” The, If you don’t laugh you’ll cry. The, we all have these thoughts & we are all experiencing something.