so this is a little embarrassing.
whenever i go to get my eyebrows waxed, usually at some cheapo nail salon i see on the way home, and think to myself, bri, goooooooo get your uni brow taken care of. same story, different day.
and she always looks at me after wards with no emotion (while i am tearing up from the stinging) and says, "moustache?"
"bitch, excuse me, i do not have a moustache." (i think to myself, while i take a closer look in the mirror to see if i actually do.) "no, thank you." i gently reply.
so today I'm standing in the shower shaving my legs and some sort of asian wax lady demon came over my body and forced my arm to reach up with the razor and shave the hair off of my upper lip. immediately after, i regretted this. because now my face feels like a peach. no, peach makes it sound cute. my face feels like sandpaper from your weird uncle's garage.
happy friday from me and the wax lady demon!
3 comments:
The thing that I love about blogs is that there are so many pretty pictures. Yours is the blog I most visit because there are so many pictures--new ones so many times every day! Thank you for that. :)
But I often skip over the words. But your little post here made me laugh out loud! Love it.
me tooo, laugh out loud in the library.
hihihihiih.
I have to admit, one of my fave parts about your blog are the words and your stories. & this one was just too funny. i've also been in that position, where you begin to think.. "wait, do i really have a mustache?" haha. good stuff.
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