Every so often I get adventurous in the area of hair removal. What's that saying? "Those who do not remember history are
condemned to repeat it." Is there a special quote for those who remember, but are so stupid they do it again?
Like most girls my introduction to hair removal was your standard disposable razor. Back then if you were a
teenaged girl it was a requirement to own a Flicker razor (inspired by......birth control dispensers?). Its cute pink design went
perfectly with the Tickle Deodorant.***
Nair was another popular option for hair removal. I'm pretty sure that Nair is simply tear gas in cream form. Apply the foul smelling glop to your legs, don't breathe for ten minutes, ignore the tears streaming from your eyes, and you'll be hair free in no time. I used Nair for the first time an hour before a Very Big Swimming Party. There were boys involved and bottles of the spinning variety.
My legs were smooth but the harsh chemicals in the Nair reacted with my skin in such a way that I looked like I had developed a nasty case of smallpox. Being a teenager, this ensured that I did not attend the party, therefore staying very far away from several boys I wanted to get to know better.
Or my Dad tampered with the Nair. It's a toss-up.
My second adventure into the realm of exotic
depilation was a wax kit. It was a self contained unit that heated the wax in its own roll-on applicator
making application simple and mess-free!
In my wisdom, I decided to try it out on my underarms. Both of them. At the same time.
My armpits emerged looking like red raw meat.
To add insult to injury, they looked like hairy red raw meat. Apparently that particular wax kit was only effective at removing skin.
A few days ago I bought a product called "Veet". It's a variation on Nair, also being a depilatory cream. It comes with a bladeless razor-like scraper that is supposed to aid in the removal of the hair.
The directions read, "After three minutes check a small section. If hair is not easily removed, leave on a few more minutes. DO NOT LEAVE ON LONGER THAN SIX MINUTES."
Is this six minutes from initial application? Because it took me at least six minutes to apply it to one leg. Are we meant to do one leg at a time? It's all so confusing.
So I'm frantically trying to bladelessly razor off all this cream that is now beginning to burn, kicking myself for the fact that there is just so much sheer ACREAGE on my thighs.
And wondering when the hell will I learn.
When do we get to quit worrying about this crap? Or will I be 70 years old someday trying to figure out how the hell to get my legs covered in wax unstuck from my walker?
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My apologies to those who missed the exciting experience of the 80's (or who quite possibly weren't even born yet) and have no idea what these products are. They, along with Bonne Bell lip gloss, Sea Breeze, Love's Baby Soft and copious amounts of hairspray were a requirement for participating in the 1980's.