Hola chicas!!
Am writing to you after a traumatizing event. Am currently waiting for my drink to help me overcome this scarring event.
Ahhhh, this Michelada (beer, lime,salt) is delicious!
The last time I got a wax was early July before my sailing trip. No need to say I was due. Imagine my armpits at this stage?!? They were frightening! A couple days ago while my parents and I were walking near the centre I took a flyer from a girl who had great prices for armpits, legs and bikini. The spa at our hotel was charging $30 for a half leg! Those are Toronto prices!
Yesterday my parents and I did the Sacred Valley Tour. Pisac, Ollaytamba and Chincero. Was stunning and so informative!! I wore a tank top. Wrong decision. Had to go waxing ASAP!
So after lunch I took a walk down near Plaza de Armas and found the "spa". Let's just say this place looked frightening. There was construction going on, dust everywhere and not a single soul in sight. Good! I'm getting the hell out! So I continue to walk up calle Triunfo and ask the next spa gals their prices. 40 Soles for half leg and armpits. I get them down to 35 Soles which is $13. Sold. Let's do this!
Just realized my drinks rim is salted with cayenne as well. My lips are on fire. Ah well, they might as well join my legs and armpits! It's a party!!
I get into their room and it's quite nice and clean. Walls painted pink, clean sheets and Enya coming out of the speakers. So far so good!
She checks my hair length and I pass with flying colours. Armpits first. They come at me with a soup pot stirring the hot wax within. Then proceed to lather wax on my entire armpit. Oh Shit. This is going to hurt!!! It's the type of wax you let dry and rip off without strips. She starts picking for a place to grab and tears are already forming in my eyes. She didn't pull fast enough in my opinion and as a result I felt every folicol of hair slowly rip out of my pits. Two layers on each pit and the trauma was over.
Crap, legs next. Those are usually the worst. I was shaking. Sure enough she lathers on a giant strip from my knee to my ankles covering the entire front of my leg. 'AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!' And them it happened! The most painful wax pull of my life. Of course she didn't get all the hair, so another layer of hot wax went on top of my freshly wounded pores. BURNING! She went back and forth between both legs. Layer of wax, pull. Her daughter (I assume) was going back and forth with the pots melting new wax and handing it to her mom switching with the cold pot. I then notice she was taking the used wax strips and putting them in the pot. 'Omg, this is going to get worse isn't it?!'
Wish I had friends to hold my hand through this. *Pic - scene from 40 Year Old Virgin*
It sure did! The strips weren't holding together anymore - most likely due to the thick amount of leg and armpit hair mixed into it. So every pull turned into 5. One being more painful than the other. I turned around thankful this form of modern day torture was almost done. The whole back of my legs were slathered with wax and I braced myself. 'Ooooowwwwww!' That f**king hurt. 'Done? Please be done!' Nope. Her daughter comes back with a fresh pot of hairy wax and instead of checking the temp, she slathers more on my sensitive skin. I've been lucky enough to never have broken bones or get stitches. This my friends is a pain I can't even describe. I actually yelled out loud. "toda bien chica?" in my head I was using every swear words known to man every language I knew. But I managed to muster out a "si". 'Please be done!'
2 minutes later it was done. I turn around and check out her handy work. I see strands of hair everywhere and my skin is a deep red. "Si toda esta bien, grasias"! She then has the gull to ask if I wanted to do my bikini. 'HELL NO YOU ARE NOT GETTING ANYWHERE NEAR MY VAGINA!!!' Also attached to some of those hairs is wax. Wax everywhere. As I walked here, the wax would attach itself to my pants and I would suffer another painful flashback. Same for every pull of my drink. I've now moved onto a pisco sour and am feeling slightly better.
I paid the girls and kindly declined offering a tip.
So ladies, should you ever find yourselves in Cusco in need of a wax. SHAVE!!!!!!!!!
Love Dina
