Sometimes You Get Burned (Literally)

**warning, this post isn’t PG rated and may not be suitable for dudes

Okay ladies, most of you can probably sympathize somewhat with the predicament:

What do you do when you are away from home and desperately need a bikini wax (a brazilian bikini wax to be exact)?  In the States I would scour Yelp to find someone with excellent reviews.  That’s how I originally found my usual waxer at home.

What do you do when you are in another country and don’t know where to go? Yelp doesn’t exist in Mexico. I was desperate.  We are in a beach town.  We are traveling for 6-7 months and I can’t possibly go that long without a wax.  This isn’t the 1970s and I’m not a dirty hippie (nothing against dirty hippies).

I searched google and found a girl in town who runs a salon and is licensed.  Sweet!  And she speaks English!  Even better! (I don’t know how to say brazilian bikini wax in Spanish.)

After going to the salon, I felt even better.  In Mexico, you don’t have to have a license to perform waxes, but this girl had a cosmetology license from North Carolina.  She seemed legit.

She was sweet and the bikini wax was mediocre.  It hurt like hell (more than usual), but it seemed okay.  An hour later I realized my lady bits were on fire.  Upon further inspection I realized she burned and bruised my chocha.  Holy hell.

For days I had to lay around half naked with a fan on my hooha.  I couldn’t sleep at night because I felt like I was on fire.  I don’t know what’s worse, a hairy vagina or a burned one.

Between my boyfriend’s broken ribs and my burned lady bits, we are a pretty pathetic bunch right now. (You can read the story of how he broke his ribs on our travel site: 
http://wavesandruins.com/2013/02/07/some-people-break-boards-others-break-ribs/ 
.)  Needless to say, we won’t be having sexy time for a while.

What’s better than laying around in your room watching movies all day in Paradise because you burned your privates?  Yikes.