That was a better idea in my head

Do you ever get a brilliant idea and then once you put it into practice, you realize, wow, that was super fucking stupid!!!  Yeah, that happened to me today.  Wasn't the first time and I'm pretty positive it won't be the last.

For Christmas, I had asked Ghost's mom for a home waxing kit.  Well, she bought me one...sort of.  It's actually an eyebrow waxing kit (hi, I don't HAVE eyebrows).  So today after getting out of the shower and putting lotion on, I realized I needed to do some maintenance on my giner.  So I thought, hey, I'll just use the eyebrow waxing kit!  So I heat it up and prepare myself.  I knew it was going to hurt, because I've gotten brazilian's before.  What I didn't count on was that voice in my head that would soon scream, "don't pull that you stupid bitch, it's gonna hurt".

So Ghost comes into the bathroom to watch.  I tell him to leave.  I know I won't be able to do this with him watching me.  So I apply a sample strip to my leg.  I let 'er rip.  Didn't hurt, wax wasn't too hot, and it was easy enough to remove.  So on to the giner.  I sit on the toilet seat lid, pull my legs up, and apply some wax to my ass cheek/meets giner area.  I pull my skin tight, hold my breath, and rip it off.  Not tooooo terrible.  So I decide to go a little further in.  I apply to the outer lip area.  I grab the wax to pull off.  Shit.  That hurts.  Ok, so I decide to take this one a little slow.  Meanwhile, my brain is screaming at me, "abort mission you whore, abort mission".  With each tug and pull, I wince, tear up and cringe.  But at this point, it has to come off.  I mean, I can't walk around with wax on me for the rest of my life!  So I ripped and I ripped fast and hard.

Then I promptly put the wax away, put my pants on and walked out of the bathroom with my head hung low. Ghost knew not to ask any questions.  I'll just need to save up to get this shit professionally done again.  If only I had my wax nazi.