Back at home, I started trimming while I waited for the wax to heat up. Dani had said they made trimmers for women, but they weren't much different and cost a lot more.

"Don't worry, I use my boyfriend's for this all the time."

And she was right. It even had a dial for length. I picked one in the middle and went for it, sitting on a beach towel on my bathroom floor, my little makeup mirror situated between my legs. That part went pretty smoothly. I checked the wax, which seemed to be ready. I rinsed myself with isopropyl alcohol, and wished I'd had the foresight to have...