- Aug 8, 2009
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omg, I'm so damn sick of it.
Last night it was hard to sleep, because my hair spent the night soaking in a lovely conditioner/oil combo. I didn't want to do it but I had to, because well-conditioned hair takes color better and I had an appointment this morning. So while I was washing it all out today I was thinking about all the time/effort/$$ I put into Maintenance, and I was thinking that in my next life I would very much like to have a penis, so I can skip all this stuff and be considered "distinguished" instead of "frumpy".
Sometimes men complain about how long women take in the shower, and if you are one of those men, you should stop complaining. It would take you a long time too if you had to exfoliate every inch of yourself, moisturize, and tweeze every stray hair you can find. And long hair takes a long time to maintain, even if she keeps it simple.
Speaking of hair, those of you whose women indulge your preference for bald beaver should be shopping for baubles and kissing the ground she walks on, every single day. Shaving is time consuming and has to be done frequently to maintain the grounds. Waxing, well, it's quite a process...it starts with a popsicle-stick type applicator, which is used to spread wax (approximately the same temperature as, say, lava) over a small section of skin. Then a cloth gets pressed onto it, held for a few seconds, and then quickly and rather unceremoniously riiiiiiiiiiiipped away, taking the hair with it by the root. It doesn't hurt as much as getting a tattoo, but it does have quite a sting, no matter how much preemptive advil a girl takes.
It's taking me a very long time to type this, because I'm pedicuring right now. It started with foot paste, feet tied up in plastic bags for ten minutes while this concoction of I-don't-know-what does something to the skin that feels kind of like I just stuck them in a bonfire. Then it was 20 minutes soaking in diluted apple cider vinegar, then another 20 soaking in foot soap, now another 20 in more foot soap. Next they will be coated in a light layer of vaseline and stuffed into thick cotton socks for an hour, and then heavily lotioned. Finally, then, I'll be ready to start painting toenails....four coats, with 1/2 hour drytime in between each.
The silly part about doing all this is that even though I'm a little obsessive about keeping feet soft and pretty, I don't like anyone to touch them. I've had exactly one footrub in my whole life, and that was from a masseur with such great hands he really could have rubbed whatever he wanted.
It's all very tiresome, sometimes. So please, gentlemen, the next time you notice your woman looks good/feels soft/smells nice/got a haircut/has pretty feet/got her nails done, tell her. It's nice to have someone notice.
Last night it was hard to sleep, because my hair spent the night soaking in a lovely conditioner/oil combo. I didn't want to do it but I had to, because well-conditioned hair takes color better and I had an appointment this morning. So while I was washing it all out today I was thinking about all the time/effort/$$ I put into Maintenance, and I was thinking that in my next life I would very much like to have a penis, so I can skip all this stuff and be considered "distinguished" instead of "frumpy".
Sometimes men complain about how long women take in the shower, and if you are one of those men, you should stop complaining. It would take you a long time too if you had to exfoliate every inch of yourself, moisturize, and tweeze every stray hair you can find. And long hair takes a long time to maintain, even if she keeps it simple.
Speaking of hair, those of you whose women indulge your preference for bald beaver should be shopping for baubles and kissing the ground she walks on, every single day. Shaving is time consuming and has to be done frequently to maintain the grounds. Waxing, well, it's quite a process...it starts with a popsicle-stick type applicator, which is used to spread wax (approximately the same temperature as, say, lava) over a small section of skin. Then a cloth gets pressed onto it, held for a few seconds, and then quickly and rather unceremoniously riiiiiiiiiiiipped away, taking the hair with it by the root. It doesn't hurt as much as getting a tattoo, but it does have quite a sting, no matter how much preemptive advil a girl takes.
It's taking me a very long time to type this, because I'm pedicuring right now. It started with foot paste, feet tied up in plastic bags for ten minutes while this concoction of I-don't-know-what does something to the skin that feels kind of like I just stuck them in a bonfire. Then it was 20 minutes soaking in diluted apple cider vinegar, then another 20 soaking in foot soap, now another 20 in more foot soap. Next they will be coated in a light layer of vaseline and stuffed into thick cotton socks for an hour, and then heavily lotioned. Finally, then, I'll be ready to start painting toenails....four coats, with 1/2 hour drytime in between each.
The silly part about doing all this is that even though I'm a little obsessive about keeping feet soft and pretty, I don't like anyone to touch them. I've had exactly one footrub in my whole life, and that was from a masseur with such great hands he really could have rubbed whatever he wanted.
It's all very tiresome, sometimes. So please, gentlemen, the next time you notice your woman looks good/feels soft/smells nice/got a haircut/has pretty feet/got her nails done, tell her. It's nice to have someone notice.