I was slightly prolific as a child and traveled the world before I was 16. It was exciting and people thought I was very cultured and smart. Since then I’ve been to every state in the US and once each to Canada, Mexico, and Barbados. Not quite the European extravaganza of my youth but I’ve had my share of good adventureOne place I’ve never been is to Brazil. The country or the wax job. I feel like I should do some research for the blog and get it done, but 1) I don’t have the extra $50 and 2) I think it’s a fad that’s run it’s course. (And we all know that Lynn walks to the beat of her own drum) I’ve had my bikini line waxed and while I like pain, having a Thai woman with her hands around my snooch wasn’t my idea of a good time.
When they go full Brazilian on you, they wax your entire puss puss. Don’t get me wrong, I did the full shave for a while and I know that looking like a 6-year old girl is great when fucking a pedophile but now that I’ve decided it’s not my core dating demographic, I simply shave the edges and trim the bush. Trimming is essential, you don’t want someone’s fingers getting tangled up in a jungle of pubes. But don’t forget, the same concept applies to the hair around your asshole.
Everyone over the age of 16 has hair around their asshole. The issue isn’t whether you’ve got it, but how to get rid of it. While the Brazilian Wax takes care of this, I will continue to shave mine. Here’s the thing, there is something really satisfying about getting visual confirmation that your asshole is indeed bare. I like to look at the razor after I’ve swiped it over my crack. Yes it worked and wow I should have done this a week ago. Can you get the same proof of hair removal when getting it waxed by an esthetician? It’s not like you can sit up, feel the area and ask to look at the cloth. Sure, they sometimes show you the removed hair when you get your eyebrows waxed, but your ass? I prefer to be disgusting in the privacy of my shower. And the blog. You’re welcome.
Moral of the story, you should think twice about borrowing someone’s razor. Especially mine.