Summertime Preparation

The great thing about college, besides the crazy parties, is the friendships that are cemented during the short time you are there. While at NYU, I was blessed to meet 3 ladies that have changed my life--for better and for worse. Now, normally I am the conservative, reserved one out of the bunch although I do let loose when the time calls for it, but this.......this was CRAZY.

Given that it is summer time, my girls, B, L & K, convinced me that we are going to rent a car for the day and head out to the beach for some fun in the sun. I agreed since I won't be heading home for the holiday and was excited to see what they had planned. However, what I didn't know was that I had to participate in their "preparation rituals". The last time we went to the pool, I was so self conscience....why you ask?.........Well, their impromptu ambush of me at my apartment didn't lend much time to make sure I had shed my winter Chewbaka skin....needless to say....I was PISSED.

So this time, my ladies wanted me to be "prepared"

Ok, so after getting a call from B, I was instructed to meet them at V Spa after work...no questions asked. Normally when B says no questions asked....that means it's something that they all want me to do, but if I start asking questions...I will reveal how there is NO logic to their request and then ruin the entire operation.

Nevertheless.....leaving work, I met B and the girls at V spa and to my present surprise was enlisted to have my first bikini wax.....ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I nearly ran outta the store had they all three not formed a human barricade after I heard the receptionist repeat what I was scheduled for.

After my initial shock, my friends reassured me, "Alyce....we come here all the time and our 'lady', Heidi, is gentle"

I replied, "Cool, well, how about each one of you go....and after I see your reactions, I will follow suit."

They agreed and one by one they went in with their "lady" and left seemingly unscathed.

So, when it was my turn, I was relaxed, until their "lady" announced it was now her lunch break and she would be back in 30 minutes! I felt like God gave me a way out....turning to L, B and K, I announced, "Well, guess that settles that, no waxing for me!"

However, just as I was feeling like I was off the hook, a big, burly woman by the name of OLGA said she would cover for Heidi......

I could have DIED....this woman looked like she could do some MAJOR damage......nevertheless, I followed her and endured this god-awful beauty ritual.....

I swear....V Spa has that name because it specializes in the collection of V's. I felt like I left part of myself on those strips!!! How could my girls do this on a regular basis? It wasn't painful, but it wasn't a bowl of vanilla ice cream either!

Awww......anyways, I love my ladies....and this experience is what us young working stiffs do to find joy between our 9-5 prison sentences.....