The hair down there

The hair down there

Working as a showgirl has its ups and downs. One thing you have to stay on top of is your hair – and not just on your head.

It’s like tending to the garden – just more frequently. With years of practice I’m able to race a razor across my whole body in minutes while dancing to my favourite tunes. But I’m resigned to the fact there are some areas I just can’t reach, so it’s become vital to get trimmed by others as regularly as possible.

To my delight someone invented VEET. But this miracle cream comes with a warning, as I discovered last summer.

At a photo shoot, I popped on a bathing suit for a beach scene. In preparation I reached for the VEET, dipping myself in and standing like a statue for the recommended time. Within a minute I started to feel an uncomfortable tingle. 20 seconds later I was on fire. I jumped in the shower and washed like a crazy woman as the cream started to burn. Either the cream was old or I’m super sensitive down there, because I lost a layer of skin! I tried everything to ease the pain, but eventually just had to sit on the lounge with my legs spread.

The combination of burnt skin and salt water sent me into a frenzy – the fire down below was hotter than a dancer at the Midnight Shift.

So my advice to those removing their God-given forests? Do a test run … or stick to wax.
-˜Cos the pain of a botch VEET session is too much to bare.

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