Got my back waxed yesterday.
I did it now so that I can get it done again before I head to NZ.
It had been a little while since I had last had it done so it smarted a bit. Especially the hair that's down the middle of my back. You just hope that the sadist, sorry, beauty therapist rips the strips off quickly.
Feels funny to have my shirt right against my skin again. I had forgotten what that's like. Weird.