Story Time: Wax On, Wax Off
Here's something you should know about me: I love my weekends. My weekends are used for procrastinating against the things I should be doing (like straightening out my take on Russian prepositional tense) and instead taking my time to do nothing (like read, binge watch Amazon, etc.). This weekend, however, I finally felt motivated to do something I'd been telling myself to do for a while: self-waxing my... um, bikini area. Now I sound like a mess. Not my goal for my second blog post... Here's the deal: I do wax, other people don't. That's cool. I wax for me (should any hater say I don't need to wax- I really just enjoy having everything neat. End of story), but the salon is a lot easier for someone who doesn't enjoy ripping hair out of their bodies. Also, if you make an appointment, you have to show up, or there's a cancellation fee. When you're a broke college student though, spending $40 on a wax is less possible than when you're worki...