It’s swimsuit time here in Arkansas! Well, maybe not quite…but it’s definitely shorts season. That means these hairy monsters most people think are legs are confronting me on a daily basis. I’m blessed with rather fine hair on my limbs, but those fine hairs are really a booger to try to shave. They just aren’t easy to grab with my razor, and I always sigh when I head outside after shaving and realize that I am as furry as ever. I’ve always wondered if waxing would be a good option for me – but waxing is not cheap, and I am. We would not get along.
I heard a friend discuss “sugaring” last week, and it made me curious. I did some online searching and discovered that this technique has been used to control hair growth for centuries. I had obviously missed out on this beauty secret for decades myself and found my skepticism melting away as I read testimonial after testimonial praising the ease of the technique and the smooth, silky results. Was it possible that I could bend (or should I say, yank) these fuzzy renegades into submission? My kids were gone this morning so I thought it would be the perfect time to try out this sweet novelty. Out of about a dozen online recipes for homemade sugaring paste, I came up with a workable recipe for me.
- juice of one lemon (exactly 1/4 cup)
- 1 cup sugar
- 1/4 cup honey
I brought the sugar and lemon juice to a slight boil and simmered for exactly 10 minutes.
Then I took this picture.
Then I set my camera down.
And in the time it took me to walk to the table and back, the sugar syrup changed from this color to very dark amber and the sample on my spoon became very hard and brittle when cooled.
Oops.
So, before the rest of the syrup cooled, I decided to add 1/4 cup of honey to try to save the paste. There are probably a hundred reasons why I shouldn’t have done that, but I’m not going to listen to any of them because it worked. :) The cooled paste now acted like a thick taffy and that’s exactly what I wanted.
So! Success! I had made my sugaring paste and now all I had to do was smear it on the hairy parts and yank away. I decided that I would do my legs outside in the sun so I could make sure I got all those fair blondies, but it was still too shady in the backyard. Hmm. Well, I suppose I could do my underarms in the bathroom…
I waltzed to the bathroom, stuck my fingers into the warm goop and spread it in my left pit, where I discovered that “warm” to my fingers actually felt like “hot” to my pits. Oops. Luckily, it wasn’t too uncomfortable and it did cool very quickly. But for future reference, I made note that the paste should be cool to the touch before I spread it on sensitive parts.
Next, I peeled off the paste. Kind of. After making a slimy mess of myself, I realized that the paste was still too warm to work the way it was intended. So I re-smeared and stood with my left arm up while I waited for the sugaring paste to harden enough to pull off in one piece. Then I got bored and decided to try smearing the other pit so it could be drying while I worked on the first pit. This was not a smart decision. I ended up with a sticky mess in pit #2 while I worked on pit #1.
Ok. Lesson learned. Patience pays dividends in cleanliness. Back to pit #1. I finally got a good yank and am surprised the neighbors did not call 911. I had been expecting pain. I am not a wuss. I gave birth without any help from pain medication, hello! And yet, the agony of yanking out underarm hairs made me yell almost as loud as I yelled when my daughter tore her way from my womb.
I plowed on, through the pain, gritting my teeth and muttering things like no beauty is worth this much suffering! and $&!^!! At this point I began sweating, which isn’t good if you are trying to make a sugar paste stick to your skin. I managed to finish my left underarm after 30 minutes. I stood with my arm up, looking at my pink pit in the mirror and thinking I can’t believe I’m going to have to go through the same thing on the other side. Then I looked south and shuddered.
I’ll spare you the rest of the details. Let’s just say that what I had expected to be finished with in 30 minutes stretched out into 2 hours of insanity, finished with a long shower and shaving of legs. I successfully waxed my left underarm. I was halfway successful with my right underarm. My bikini line looks fab (although I could hardly see what I was doing since my eyes were watering so much). But I just don’t think I can do a better job with this technique than I can do with a razor, at least on my legs. After my pits stop throbbing, I may decide that it is worth it not to have little stubblies in there making me itch all summer…and I do have to admit that no stubblies in the bikini area might also be worth a little extra trouble. But for legs…nope. Not gonna do it.
And that’s all I have to say about that. Thbbbbpt.