I’m confident enough to say that, to my clients, I am a superhero. A woman performing wonders with a wand instead of a whip. My high tech toy is a laser. And like every comic book character worth her salt, there’s an origin story. Here’s mine.
When I was fourteen, I had a crush on “Larry.” We were in Drama class together. As it usually happens, the girls far outnumbered the boys, so, whenever we could, we’d change a male part to a female role.
The problem? This was back in ancient times, before cut, paste, edit, print. This meant copies of all the scripts were jumbled; not all the “hes” and “shes” would get fixed. I mean, what drama teacher wants to waste time and money on that?
After all, who was really gonna mess up and confuse a girl with a boy when delivering their lines? Right? Right?!?
[INT. SCENE – on the stage of a school auditorium]
DIRECTOR: Larry, you keep forgetting to refer to Bridget as a girl.
LARRY: Sorry. The moustache threw me.
I think my next blog post will discuss why all boys should be sent to a desert island when they turn 14 and not be allowed off until they’re 24. (Actually, Larry was a really funny dude. Really.)
Anyway, when I got home, I dragged my Mom to the drug store to get my first bottle of Nair … aaaaaaaand … it was ON!!!
Like any junkie, I became obsessed, moving from the gateway drug of hair removal cream into nail clippers and tweezers before upgrading to the heavier stuff: waxing, professional grooming scissors, and even a home electrolysis kit. Yep. That kit was 100% street legal (and I’ll tell you more about that one in a future post that I’ll write after I talk about boys and desert islands).
Unfortunately, even with all my efforts, the hair kept coming back. With a vengeance. Undeterred, I desperately scoured the Yellow Pages for hair removal services. And there it was: ELECTROLYSIS. Sweet!! There were people who actually did this for a living!
My electrologist changed my life, both personally and professionally. My self-confidence sky rocketed! And later on I thought, how cool would it be to do that for someone else? Of course, I didn’t stop with just an electroogy license. Because I am, after all, a junkie. My street cred would not have been complete without mastering laser hair removal and skin care as well.
So that’s the story of why I do what I do.
I make Bostonians more beautiful everyday.
Oh, and by the way, I am TOTALLY over “Larry!”