Home' Trinidad and Tobago Guardian : February 28th 2014 Contents 14 Friday, February 28, 2014 • Issue 129
'The weaker sex' - That's the euphemism for the fe-
male gender... coined, most likely, by some decrepit old
man who couldn't stand the thought that women are as
resilient and tough as men...maybe even more so in
Beauty is pain is a familiar adage, used to mostly wave
away the fact that women endure some pretty uncom-
fortable, awkward and painful procedures in the name of
looking good. Brazilian and bikini waxing is probably at the
very top of the list of ritualistic torture that many females
endure in order to maintain an attractive appearance.
Carnival is an especially critical time for all this preening,
as most women know. Schedules are being done up, calls
are being made to aestheticians, figuring out the ideal day
to wax in advance of Carnival Monday and Tuesday...tak-
ing into account any fetes that may call for skimpier at-
tire. Trust me, we get into some logistics that men cannot
even begin to fathom.
So when I saw the opportunity to show my friend and
co-writer, one Mr. Kevin Farrick, at least one of our secret
rituals in the quest for body perfection, I seized it with
I opted for the perfect day as well -- Valentine's Day -- to
take him to my spa, Sinnamon Skin Klinik, and leave him
in the more than capable hands of proprietor and aes-
thetician Dana Tuitt.
I was able to witness the patch test on his chest...and I
must say I was disappointed by how well he took it. Not
sure what I really expected though, since I personally al-
ways preach that waxing is not nearly as bad as people
think it is; it's definitely case of the bark being worse than
the bite -- I mean come on, who wouldn't be terrified by
the idea of a stranger spreading hot wax onto your un-
mentionables...then yanking off said wax, and your hair,
with a cotton strip. The apprehension is understandable.
But honestly though...the worst part is the tweezing of
the more resilient hairs...something Kevin could attest to
once he was done.
The patch test Dana did was largely uneventful, no
'Kelly Clarkson's or anything, just a random bare strip on
his chest after the deed was done.
At that point I exited the room, but I was tempted to
stick around near the door, just incase I could catch any
exclamations or yelps of pain. Good sense prevailed
though and I went to wait in Sinnamon's comfy waiting
room. In about 25 minutes Dana came out of the room
and announced that he'd 'taken it like a man'. Of course I'd
have said 'he took it like a woman' but that's just me.
All in all I'm proud of him...he took it in stride and was an
incredibly good sport about it all. He still did ONLY get a
bikini wax eh...not the full monty, so for all this posturing
about women needing to man up... he's really only taken
up half the gauntlet. Baby steps though, for all we know
he and I will be scheduling regular spa days in the future.
We men are accustomed to hearing about all the
hardships that women have to endure, hardships that
they never forget to remind us that we would not be
able to bear.
At this time of the year, the ladies do undergo some
amazing ordeals, such as getting their hair and make-up
done at three am on Carnival Tuesday, and sleeping sit-
ting up until it is time to go on the road. Another one of
the ordeals is the infamous bikini wax. It's one of those
processes that women always say that men should try,
that we would not be able to handle, a la "Forty Year
Old Virgin". Well, due to the brilliant and sadistic minds
of this editor of mine, along with writer and friend Ceola
Belix, I was convinced, for the purpose of this article, to
go under the gun, or under the wax, as it were.
I have to say, it took a lot of convincing and persua-
sion, and for days, leading right up to the actual process,
two words kept going around and around in my mind,
"Kelly Clarkson!". On the day in question, I was reluc-
tantly led into the Sinnamon Skin Klinik by my "friend"
Ceola. The spa itself was actually very accommodating,
and as nice a place as any to undergo any form of tor-
ture. So into the little room I went, uncertain, more than
a bit nervous, and having no clue of what to expect ex-
cept from what we have all seen in the movies, and the
horror stories we have all heard. I lay down on the table,
and negotiated a test strip on my chest before ventur-
ing to any lower regions. It was with what I believe to
be nothing more than a sick pleasure that Ceola stayed
to witness the first reaction. The entire process in-
cluded a quick prep of the area, the application of the
wax (ooh, that's warm), the placement of the cloth
strip, and two seconds later, a quick pull and a bit of
pain. With the initial test strip bearable enough, I said,
"let's get to it"!
My overall view of this process is this, you ladies need
to man up! It really was not as bad as I expected, or as
it is made out to be. Granted, I was laying in an air con-
ditioned room, and I was feeling rather warm, so neither
is it a walk in the park. It's somewhere in between. And
yes, this is based on the bikini wax that I underwent,
HASHTAG, NO HOMO! As a matter of fact, the owner
of the spa, and one who attended to me personally,
Dana Tuitt, later informed me that there is a growing
population of straight men who are braving the wax,
and not only for legs or chest waxes. So if you and your
guy friends are talking or laughing about this phenome-
non, and one of you is laughing a little too enthusiasti-
cally, he might be the one. I will say this, it definitely
takes manscaping to a whole new level, and everything
looks sexy as hell! I can see why some men may opt for
waxing. Will I ever voluntarily put myself through this
again, that remains to be seen. But suffice it to say, I
took one for the team, men -- 1... Ceola, you're up next!
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