30 before 30: #7-Get My No-No Waxed

Oh lord, here it is.  Finally, after weeks of effing around with effing Windows Vista and sundry programs, the video is here.  I do apologize in advance for not allowing you to actually see my naughty bits, but I thought that might be overkill.

Lisa and I headed to Tranquility Spa here in Columbus, and they were lovely, lovely people...who forcibly ripped the hair from my body, and took me from a grizzled twenty-nine-year-old woman to a twelve-year-old girl in a matter of minutes.  Tranquility was very clean and classy, my aesthetician, Erica, was a total professional, and my dear friend Lisa was brave enough to work the camera (she claims to "not have looked at"...things).  And yet, I can't help but feel as though I have lost a part of my innocence forever. 

Namely, my Down Under innocence. 

Some lady who I don't even know moved my girly bits around in an overly casual manner, just so I could look like a Barbie doll.  She was very gentle, but I do feel as though we should have gotten to know one another better beforehand.  I must say, however, the "after" is actually pretty nice for the summer time, though I am HIGHLY debating whether I should go back for a, er, touch up. 

Anyway, without further ado, here's my first wax. If you listen very closely, you can hear the canned background music AND the ripping...hooray!

And yes, I did say at the beginning, "Oh, my lady balls."

Read more about my "30 before 30" adventures here!