This holiday season I have been blessed with the gift of laser hair removal, zapping all my pubes into oblivion. I like it to be go-time all the time, just as much as the next 30-something in her sexual prime. However, shaving my muff daily has really become a drag, and God forbid I try to get a piece after anything more than 24 hours after my razor has traced over my lady parts. It reminds me of Sir-Mix-a-Lot "trying to get the friction on".
I would have been mortified in past years if any man in my life offered to treat me to a smooth beaver - What? Am I not running a tight enough ship down there? But, with age comes a comfortableness and grace that says: If you would like to A) shell out the cash; and B) save me the time in the shower, then, why yes! I'd love to have a stranger poke at my genitals, causing me a great deal of pain, as I inhale the scent of burning hair.
We all can't wait to see how it comes out!
ReplyDeleteWhat if styles changes? I see fur is all the rage with the trendy hipsters right now.
ReplyDeleteWhat a romanic gift! I had a girlfriend pay for a penis reduction operation years ago, she broke up with me though when it grew back. The Dr.s is still baffeled about that!
ReplyDeleteI think S+P just bought a gift for himself!
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