Showing posts with label Brazilian wax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brazilian wax. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Pretty Down There

The last few decades have brought about some huge changes in what's considered pretty down there. If you watch 70s porn, you'll see that women were still sporting a full bush; this was totally normal, and anything besides a slight trim was rare. Today, you'd be hard pushed to find a lady garden that hasn't been heavily pruned! Many women, especially in the escort world, prefer to go bare. All salons now offer Brazilian and Hollywood waxes, and for those who can't take the pain there's always the good old razor. Those are the most conventional methods, but you can get more long term results from laser treatment, and top up with tweezers.

The 1990s bought about the slightly hilarious fashion of dying and shaping pubic hair; you could have anything from a pink heart to a full on Union Jack flag. I get the feeling it was more of a novelty styling than one that caught on amongst the general public; it was something that passed me by. A phenomenon that's more recent is the art of 'vajazzle'. As pretty as sparkly things are, this one leaves me slightly befuddled - though not half as befuddled as 'pajazzling', which is decorating a penis with rhine stones. I most certainly would not put that inside me!

Unless something unexpectedly comes into fashion, I'm going to keep mine as a neat little Brazilian; it's worked for me so far!

Oh, and for those of you who were wondering about that fine young thing pictured in the previous post, I found her on Chic London Escorts website - they have a section for younger girls. Bet they get a lot of inappropriate requests!

Love,

Brooke x

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Suffering for Beauty

It's that time again where I must go through excruciating pain to stay smooth and lovely. Some girls say that waxing doesn't really hurt that much, but I must disagree! It has been several years since my first Brazilian now, and although I have broken the rules by shaving between appointments on occasion, it isn't becoming any less painful. I grit my teeth and bear it, because not only am I incredibly vain, but it's also expected of me in this profession.

What also helps to get me through that unpleasant half hour is the thought of how delicious I will be tomorrow. Perfectly smooth, asking to be stroked and licked... I'd say it's just about worth it.

Now I'm becoming impatient for the weekend to arrive so I can have my wicked way with one lucky gentleman. Wish me luck!

Brooke x