This Christmas my family gave me the best present of all without even trying. They didn't bother me when I showered, which meant I had time to shave! And The Ogre didn't give me grief about the time I used backcombing my hair.
I was in bliss. Then I thought to myself, who am I?! Do I really value primping that much? Well, Yes folks, I do! So when I received this junk mail from a waxing chain I started to salivate. Then I started to plan a date. Unfortunately The Ogre vetoed my plans. Well, he said if I wanted to get waxed on a date he would go with. Because that's fun? (Yes, seeing his nose get waxed WOULD be fun! )
So now it is up to my lady friends, who will get a wax with me?
As intriguing and tempting as this sound I think I will have to pass this time. :)
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