Wax On, Wax Off
I’m a shaver myself. Whereas I am not opposed to having a perfect stranger smear hot wax on my legs, underarms and lady parts, and then rip it off with reckless abandon, I simply don’t have the money to employ said stranger’s services on a regular basis. What’s more, I certainly wouldn’t fork over cold, hard cash to have my 7-year-old daughter’s peach fuzz waxed off. Sadly, I’m part of a growing minority on that one. According to the New York Times, which, apparently, has its finger on the pulse of what’s hip and happening in the world parenthood, I … Continue reading