Tuesday, June 17, 2008
When I have my massive heart attack and drop dead, at least my upper lip will look good, because peoples, I was so traumatized by my mustache I went in to Skin Deep Laser Medspa on Saturday and had that shit lasered off. No more waxing for me. Fuck that, I'm a follicle-killer.


The only thing I hated was being asked about ten times whether I had shaved my lip. You can't wax or pluck before a laser treatment, I guess because then there's no hair root to zap (or something) and I'm okay with that but being asked repeatedly if one has SHAVED one's face made me feel like I was wearing Wranglers that were too snug in the balls.