waxing, waxing away…

ten rules about waxing:

1. if you are a men, don t do it

2. if you are a girl, do it

3. beware of waxing schools: they may be cheaper, but they are pain

4. always make sure you removed all wax from your legs - things may get stuck…

5. don’t overdo it..

6. DIY may be dangerous

7. don’t postpone

8. the girls that do you the waxing do not hate you- they are just evil

9. mantain a certain countenance also during the most traumatic moments: you are a woman, for god’s sake, don’t cry like a boy!

10. do wear nice underwear (general rule)

italian word of the day: “ceretta”

uh la la. “ceretta” is the italian word for wax. during summer, the Italian is caught in a ceretta frenzy. legs, eyebrows, bikini, arms: everything should go. in the Parliament, someone suggested that to inject new capital in the tired italian economy it could be possible to think about setting up a state-owned firm of fine italian tepistry, with all those shiny black hairs that are continously stripped, tweaked, cut. 

both men and women undergo “ceretta”. women are not such an interesting topic, sharing this habit with most of the Foreigner females, but men, oh, men are indeed fascinating.

usually the Italian man that waxes is around his 30s. before that, the -perceived- excess hair is dealt with by means of the Razor. this inconsiderate use causes the awful-to-look-at problem of the ingrown hair. so it takes a considerable amount of self-control to actually book an appointment in a beauty saloon. 

once in the saloon, the Italian man is at the mercy of the estetician. female. so she starts waxing the back and the chest, as the customer asks. but only after having done that, she reckons with the Italian man that the overall effect is distressing: chest and back smooth as a peach, and arms as hairy as a gorilla. not that she did not know in advance: a little price that men have to pay for centuries of dominance. after few minutes of thoughful considerations on what to be done next, here they start again: waxing, stripping, tweaking. 

after al this pain, here he comes in his full glory: the 30-or-so years old Italian with the skin as smooth as a baby’s butt.