It’s beach season again. We’ve already helped you with the lazy girl’s guide to getting a bikini body, but no matter what shape you’re in, no bathing suit will look good if you’ve got a forest growing on your nether regions. A popular solution: the bikini wax, more specifically the Brazilian. Being a mix of Cuban and Italian, I know the importance of the not-so-enjoyable hair removal treatment, but was shocked to learn taking it all off could turn my beach trip into a trip to the hospital. Women who wax down under are susceptible to cellulitis, a potentially life-threatening bacterial infection. Keep reading »
Nose hair trimmers aren’t doing it for you? You poor beast! Thankfully, a good nose waxing can pare back your probiscus and keep your sense of smell intact. The Daily Mail sent a daring fashion writer to sniff out the story. While she lay back, a “beauty therapist” scooped some “goo” out of “what looks like a vat of hot bubble gum” and proceeded to stuff it up the writer’s nostril and let it sit for 30 seconds. And then … riiiiiip.
Does it hurt? You betcha. Nostril waxing “smarts for a second or two”—but the real trauma appeared to come from seeing all those recently-liberated nose hairs on the just-pulled wax. “Porcupine” is the word she used. The author admits nose hairs serve a biological purpose. Even if they’re long and ugly, nostril fuzz keeps dust, dirt, and other critters out so you can breathe easy. But a nose waxing doesn’t go so deep as to remove enough hairs that it could put your throat or lungs at risk.
Wouldn’t a pair of nose hair clippers suffice? [Daily Mail U.K.] Keep reading »
Damn, it looks like ALL the guys are getting waxed these days. But while John Mayer prefers to wax his short and curlies, Ashton’s got to rip up the shag carpet so his chest is as smooth as that of his stunt double on the set of his new movie. He vows to inspect his stunt people’s body hair more closely from now on…
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If you live in Jersey and want to get a Brazilian wax in preparation for bikini weather (or a big date), you might soon have to travel to another state to get your hair down there removed. If a proposal is passed by the New Jersey Board of Cosmetology and Hairstyling, genital waxing would become explicitly illegal there. Currently, statutes allow for waxing of the face, neck, arms, legs, and abdomen, and officials say that genital waxing has therefore always been illegal but wasn’t spelled out. If full bikini waxes get banned, we suspect the mob will set up a black market for women who insist on going bare. Too bad Tony Soprano isn’t around anymore, because he would take care of the situation — we can’t imagine him standing for Carmela or Gloria going around ungroomed. [Philly.com] Keep reading »
You know how it goes: at first you’re mortified to fart around your man and nine months later you guys are chatting it up while you’re on the toilet and he’s in the shower.
But there’s one area of our lives that most women WON’T share with even their hubbies — and that’s our embarrassing beauty rituals that occur behind a locked bathroom door. Are we afraid our boo wouldn’t think we’re sexy if he knew Mother Nature intended us to have a tiny little Steve Buscemi ‘stache? Or is it not the object-of-the-beauty-ritual we are ashamed of, but rather, the act of intimate-parts primping in front of a lover? Keep reading »
I must say that, ever since I took Women’s Studies in college, I’ve been a natural sort of woman. I assumed that men who wanted their partners to wax their pubic area were closet pedophiles. Pubic hair, I reasoned, was what made a woman a woman. Why get rid of it? Keep reading »
Americans aren’t the only ones happy to see former President George W. Bush move out of Washington. Veet, the stinky hair-removal product, has joined waxing salons in using the “Goodbye Bush” concept to their benefit. Lawn landscaping companies really should get in on the action before it’s too late. [AdFreak.com] Keep reading »
If you ask a man what he looks for when he meets a vagina, besides a great sense of humor of course, he will probably suggest many of the same delusional qualities he wants in his total fantasy female package. Easy on the eye, morning, noon, and night; perfumed to perfection; tantalizing to the taste buds; demure blushing rose bud one day; insatiable quivering tigress purring, “Sic ‘em Rex” the next. Keep reading »
This weekend, when I was in Atlantic City, one of my fellow ragers asked me if she could borrow my tweezers so she could pluck a nipple hair. A nipple hair? She had nipple hair? “Yeah, don’t you?” I honestly didn’t know. She also said she waxed above her lip. Crap, I’ve never waxed my lip. Have I been walking around with a ‘stache for years and no one has ever told me and that’s why I can’t get a rebound to save my life right now?!
On last nights episode of “The Hills” the female ‘stache came back to haunt me — Lauren Conrad had a very obvious dusting of facial fuzz about her lip. If Lauren Conrad has a mustache I must have it too. This morning, the grooming obsession continued when I discovered a horrendous ingrown hair bump, um, you know where. Eww. Maybe I should start listening to the lady mags and actually wax from now on. Especially since I am about to jump back into the dating pool — with that in mind, I decided to ask the dudes on my IM about what they look for, grooming-wise, in a bed mate. I didn’t tell them about my ingrown hair though. I’m hoping it’s gone by the time I sleep with any of them. Keep reading »
I’ve always been a late bloomer, so it wasn’t until my late ’20s that it occurred to me to groom my somewhat pronounced Black Irish eyebrows. And it was only natural that my carpet was mostly natural; I did minimal trimming to reign in my coordinating pronounced downtown region. I believe SNL’s Amy Poehler on “Weekend Update” compared this old school size of pubic-hair real estate to a slice of New York City pizza, which would not be altogether off the mark in describing my zone’s unaltered state. My reasons were numerous, though I’d never had to give them. Keep reading »