Wax Warrior

Today I went to my cousin Sara's new salon. It's been open several months but I hadn't been before so decided that today was the day to check it out. It is really cute. She and her husband and parents have put a lot of work into it. She has a great set up. She cut and colored my hair. I have some beautiful red highlights and I'm loving my new cut.

I thought I was just getting my hair cut but Sara had other plans. Sara looks like a very nice girl. She is little and pretty and talks nice and seems gentle. But I learned today that it is all a show. Deep down inside she is evil. She looks nice but oh no she is a mean mean girl. She told me she wanted to color my eyebrows. She told me to close my eyes. The next thing I know she is putting wax on my eyebrows and before I could maneuver out of the chair she was tearing my little hairs out of my head. I'm not sure if it was me or my baby hairs screaming at the top of their lungs! It was like fire in my face. I really think I peed my pants. I couldn't even catch my breath before she riped the next eye brow off. I was screaming and she was laughing. Evil evil girl!

Seriously I thought I was going to sit up and have no eyebrows. I thought she might have even torn my brow bone on my face. But when I sat up and the tears stopped enough for me to see I still had two eyebrows. And they are very neatly defined now. It does open up the eye and the bright red skin for sure draws attention to it. So I love my hair, I hate the waxing, and Sara's shop is nice. But I do think she should rename it Sara's little shop of torture.

Jessie

My waxing experience reminded me of this clip from the 40 year old virgin. It has a lot of curse words in it so I wouldn't watch it at work or if you are easily offended. If you just wanna laugh like crazy then enjoy.