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October 21, 2003

Failed Waxing

As I prepared for Anthony to get here back about a week and a half ago, I decided to pamper myself a bit.

Many of the other girlies on my Rajasthan tour had been waxed at various points along the way so I decided to follow suit. Why not?? The same full leg and bikini wax and would cost me and a fortune at home. I visited the Chinese Beauty Salon in Varanasi, in the Assi Ghat area. There were no Chinese people or Chinese techniques employed, but that didn't bother me. My last experience with Chinese massage ended in my back having huge cup marks from the sucking massage treatment I got in Chengdu.

Anywho, I walked in and the ladies sat me down. I explained what I wanted and they inspected my legs. I'm a razor girl but with all this lack of hot water, I haven't had much chance to shave, and I needed some work, BAD.

I was promptly scolded for using a razor.

"Indian ladies, NO razor" as they pointed to their hairless arms and legs.

Yes, but I have the lovely vampiric coloring of one of Anne Rice's characters and black resilient hair of a Mediterranean. Basically, when I shave my legs, it grows back in about 12 hours. I'm not alone in this and my sister told me she suffers the same thing but not as badly.

The mother/daughter poke and prod some more and pick which wax is appropriate. They giggled and I said "yes I know, hairy like monkey."

Then out came the strips of material that will be the bane of my existance for the next 2 hours. They heat up the wax, apply it, and RIP it off. I nearly cried out, but I somehow kept it to myself. I look down. My leg looks NO different. How is that possible??

This went on for 2 hours.

Wax on, rip off. Chai. Wax on, rip off.

Finally, mother/daughter look somewhat pleased. Was I now hairless?? Who cares!!! I had had enough!!! Let me outta there. But NO! They weren't done, they wanted to "thread" certain areas. Oh screw it... let me OUT!!!!

After all of that (and 125 rupees) I had a decently clean bikini line (don't even ask about the pain) and my legs were less hairy, but definately not clean. I gave up. I know if I had let them, they would have continued until every hair was gone. I just didn't have it in me. Although, I did get to have a laugh and use a line that another beautician had said to Sue on my Rajasthan trip. "Italian woman, hairy like MONKEY!!!"

In it's own way, this was a really funny way to get to chat with some funny locals.

Posted by Claudia on October 21, 2003 06:54 AM
Category: General Stuff
Comments

You havent been to my beauty parlour, hmmmmm...a crazy hair cut and waxing and there is cafe cofee day next door...

Posted by: Dusty on October 20, 2003 06:47 AM



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