Gawd, I must be becoming more of a girly girl. I pride myself on being a Tom Boy, but I've just had hair removal! Yes me! Hair removal!
I'm off on holiday next week with a few friends, and it's going to be a beach holiday. Not the sort of thing I'd usually consider, but a good crowd from our Sheffield office are going, so I thought I'd go along.
Anyway, I'm not one for regular shaving, and with no man in my life it's not something that I would normally even consider a priority. The problem is, my legs and, ahem, crotch area are (well were) pretty darn hairy. Now I've brought what I consider a pretty tasteful bathing costume for next week, the least skimpy you can get, but still, I've had to face up to facts and do something about my excess hair.
Not being a big fan of pain, I decided to go for laser hair removal. Plus anything with lasers must be good, right? I booked an appointment at this Sheffield clinic, and nervously went along, but it turned out to be quite a nice experience. The hair came off pretty easily and with no pain at all, and I'm actually enjoying having smooth legs. What's wrong with me!
Anyway, I'm really looking forward to my holiday next week. I've got my 'Game of Thrones' books to read, good friends and smooth legs. I'm going to be out of my comfort zone on a beach, but what the hey! Good friends make everything nice.
I've just looked at my blog, and including this my last to posts are about hair removal and hair cuts. What's happening to me?