That's Just Plain Plucky!

Well this was a new thing for me, and I have to say I sort of enjoyed it.

I was sitting on the patio at my sisters and the sun was getting hot so I rolled up my pant legs only to inadvertently reveal such stubbly legs that I was uncomfortable baring them to the world. I asked her for some lotion, thinking that might put the unslgihtliness at bay, but it only enhanced it. I wanted the sun on my skin, but I didn't want my stuble to poke my sister's eyes out should she happen to dance too close to me or something. What to do, what to do. Can't dry shave, that's just a painful mess of a thing to do. Can't wet shave... I dont use other people's razors, and sadly, I'm not in the habit of carrying one around with me in my purse.

So I did the only thing a sane woman could do! I went inside and got my sister's tweezers and one by one, I started plucking my leg hair. I was surprised at the soft yet prickly feeling it created as I targetted one hair at a time. Nothing like waxing. Though it was more painful than shaving, I sort of.. enjoyed the kind of pain it inflicted. It took me about an hour, but I finally got my legs into presentable condition.

I can see something like this happening in future:

Sis: Okay, so I'll be there in like, 15 minutes to get you?
Me: Oh Heaven's no!! I'm busy plucking my legs. Come get me in 4 hours, I should be ready to go by then.

We're going to see a Bhangara Competition in Calgary on Sunday together (which I'm SO excited for!). I guess I'd best start plucking the night before for that one!!

Jules :Ohehe!