waxing

One year ago something so embarrassing, so awkward, so cringe-worthy happened to me that I could only tell two people (my mum and best friend) about it. Strap in, ladies.

I still remember the way the bleach smelled and the way it felt . . .

I should have known when I found the do-it-yourself waxing kit in the pet food aisle at the grocery store. This was merely red flag No. 1.