Getting my eyebrows and other facial areas waxed is a big deal for me.
It hurts like hell and I always ask S. (my fantastic stylist) if she really thinks I need to get waxed on that particular visit. She always tells me I do — why do I think she has the wax ready?
I don’t actually cry when she rips the hairs from my face but I do tear up a bit.
So earlier this week I had some skin tags on my face lasered off. (Readers may recall the the horrible skin tag explosion of a while back).
Talk about pain. The dermatologist said it would sting and asked me how stoic I was. If I was worried about the pain she would’ve rescheduled my visit and given me a special prep cream before I returned.
I told her I was stoic. No painkiller prep cream needed for me!
Yes, I lied. But I did not want to come back and I figured I must be much more stoic now because I have so much waxing under my belt.
But no. Pain. Pain. Pain.
It was over fast but it was one second of hell for each tag.
Mind you, it worked like a dream and I am delighted with the results. But if I get any more skin tags I just may ignore them for some time….until they get to be the size of a jelly beans perhaps!
