Yesterday, I was shaving my legs (bonus points right away for me trying to be socially acceptable). I cut myself, so didn't finish shaving that leg (so, point deduction for incomplete task). It bled. Lots. I rinsed out my hair, and got out of the shower. I didn't want to get my rug dirty, so I stood on the tile and got my towel. Then I looked down, and there was a pool of blood around my foot. Bummer. I worked to get my foot sort of cleaned off, and then got a big wad of toilet paper on my cut and hobbled to the bedroom, leaving an occasional bloody footprint. Good thing I'm moving...
Anyway, it took FOREVER to get it to stop bleeding, and then today when I looked at it, it looks like I peeled myself with a vegetable peeler or something. There is a big slice of skin missing. No wonder it hurts so bad!
Moral of this story? Beauty is apparently pain. I'll just be ugly and hairy from now on.
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I am convinced that shaving legs and wearing panty hose were ideas thought up by men to torture us. I can't imagine any woman doing it once and saying, hey, this is a great idea. Thank goodness winter is almost here and we can wear pants and long skirts.
No kidding. That may be my last shaving experience for the year, because I'm still in LOTS of pain from it and frankly, I don't feel like doing it again. I'm blond, so I can get away with it for a little while...probably not as much as I'd like to think, but...
Mom said I need to buy an electric razor. In the past, I have also cut myself with one of those, but it wasn't nearly as bad as this...
I've decided that if I every win the lottery (note to self: start buying tickets...) I'm going to get lazer hair removal. Legs, arms, pits. You can all call me "The Hairless Wonder".
I have a scar on one leg from shaving. I don't think it was one bad cut, but many many cuts in the same spot.
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