Waxing week draws to a close just in time for my follicles to not mutiny and abandon ship. I can say with complete confidence that contrary to my own belief going in, waxing the underarms was worse than the brazillian. It seems counter-intuative, but there you have it. That’s not to say that I’ll be doing ANY of it again, however, I’m sure it is a big question for everyone seeing as our class hasn’t gone a single day in four weeks without asking something about how waxing is done and how much it hurts. I can tell you one thing for sure: Nourished class is a place where you will find great sympathy if you’re new to hair removal. We were good to each other, and that I am proud of.
Probably as some sort of repeat/rebound of last week with overly stressing for our Build-A-Facial test, I ended up having a panic attack and crying because I was so worried I had hurt my partner for waxing. I recovered, obviously, when my instructor sat me down and pointed out that I had a very vocal partner who shortly after screaming in pain was laughing saying “it’s fine.” I seemed not to hear that part though. My partner was fine, I was fine, but it is silly to think that newcomers to brazillian waxing are going to be comfortable or even silent about what you’re doing. As my instructor said, it’s “not comfortable.” At least she’s succinct. Personally, I bit a towel the whole time and need to inhale during the pull. It is my ‘technique’ to dull the ‘discomfort.’ Don’t get me started on the underarms, though, I’m traumatized.
Also, THREE tests in one week?! Rough. I write a beauty blog in my spare time and have been hoping to do a few posts a week, but my brain has been going 100 miles an hour and just can’t go on once I leave school. I’m lucky I have the brain-power for homeplay. It was bound to happen like this because I started a full-time program after having no set schedule for several months, so I’m still adjusting. Others in the class seem to be doing quite a lot with their afternoons/evenings and weekends; I’ll get there soon.