WARNING!
***This post contains graphic pictures and are NOT CUTE!***
Before I show you the pictures though....let me tell you all about the title of this post. Fonzy and I had a date night scheduled this past Saturday. We try to get a night out whenever we can without the boys and Saturday was the night. In preparing for our date, I got me a new outfit and was going to get my face waxed so I would be all cute. Now, I mentioned in
this post, that I'm taking Accutane for my face. The dermatologist gave me this long list of side effects and what I can and cannot do....waxing was not one of the things she mentioned. Now I did notice something about waxing on the information that comes with the pills, but I didn't really pay attention to it...who really reads all that anyways. So off I went to get waxed. Now, I don't just get my eyebrows and upper lip waxed, I get my whole face waxed. I'm Puerto Rican and we tend to be hairy. I've been doing this for about a year or so with no problems and I didn't expect any this time. I go back into the little room(torture chamber), lay down and prepare my mind for the pain I am about to endure. The girl puts the hot wax on my eyebrows, smooths the strip of cloth on the hot wax and RIPS it off. It hurt like heck! I really wanted to put the other word, but people who know me in real life, know I do not cuss, but man, I wanted to! It hurt worse than it normally does. OK, so on to my other eyebrow, same thing, hurts like heck. Next is my upper lip.....hot wax on, cloth smoothed over hot wax, RIP! I swear this was hurting worse than it ever has. The girl says she's sorry, and she would be right back. She leaves the room and I'm am lying there, like what the heck? She comes back and asks if I have sensitive skin? I should of taken this as a sign. I ask her why? I'm thinking my face is bleeding or something. She says I am really red. Oh...OK, I am normally red, and tell her so, so she continues with the torture on my face.
Hot wax, smooth cloth, RIP!
Hot wax, smooth cloth, RIP!
Hot wax, smooth cloth, RIP!
Hot wax, smooth cloth, RIP!
You get the picture. I was in agony! It was hurting worse than it ever has, but I continued on. I had to be cute for our date, and by gosh I would suffer through this and be cute. After I got my face ripped off, I'm was looking forward to the nice, cooling lotion that will be applied to my face. I hear the tech getting the lotion, and as she applies a small amount to my cheek, I start to holler! Oh my gosh....it felt like someone had poured acid on my raw skin! the girl quickly wipes it off and keeps saying she is sorry, but my face is REALLY red. So I look in the mirror, expecting to see the normal redness and it looked like someone has tried to skin me alive, just like Daddy use to threaten to do to me. (Now I know what it would of felt like) I got a paper towel, soaked it in cold water, pressed it to my face bandana style, like I was going to rob a bank and went to the front to pay. The ladies in the spa were looking at me all crazy, but I didn't care. I drove home with the AC full blast on my face. When I walked through the door, Fonzy was standing there and I told him I didn't think I was suppose to get my face waxed. I peeled off the paper towel and the look on Fonzy's face said it all. I went to the bathroom and wanted to cry. It really looked like someone had ripped my skin off and it hurt so bad. My main concern was scaring. I have enough acne scars, I do not need to add burn scars to it. Fonzy went and got me some aloe vera gel and vitamin E oil. I seriously thought about staying home, but Fonzy and I were going to
Brasa, a Brazilian steak house and I was looking forward to it. So I slathered the oil on my face, put on some make-up, actually LOTS of make-up and out we went. Have you ever been to a Brazilian steak house? Well, they have a hot and cold bar with salads, sushi and sides. You have little coasters on your table, one side is green, the other red. When you have the green side showing, waiters bring over fire-roasted meats, and fruits to your table. When the red side is up, they will not come to your table. They had lamb, steak, chicken, shrimp, pork, pineapple, amongst other things. The garlic steak was off the hook! Everything was pretty good, except the chicken hearts. Well, I don't know if they were good or not, but we were not going to find out. Fonzy and I really had a good time, and I don't think anyone noticed my burnt up face.
OK, now for the pictures...they do not show how bad my face really was, but where ever you see red, that is where I was burnt.
Wonder what this is a picture of....Uh, that would be my skin that peeled off of my face. Nasty huh?
Oh...you know how I said I read something about waxing in the pamphlet that came with the pills? Well, it said...Do not wax your face during or for six months AFTER taking the medication. SIX MONTHS! I will be on accutane for 6 months, and then I have to wait 6 more months before I can get waxed! Did I mention I am Puerto Rican and hairy! And they want me to wait a year to get my face waxed?! Are they crazy! This is what I am going to look like in a year......
I signed up for a belly dancing class! I've been wanting to learn to belly dance for a while, but could never work it into our schedule. The boys always had some sort of sport going on and Fonzy had classes. Well, now we have Monday nights free and I found a beginners class that is on Monday nights. Coincidence? I think not. It was meant for me to belly dance. The classes start October 29, so I will tell you all about it then. Hopefully I won't have to come back and tell you some embarrassing story, like I fell flat on my face while trying to shake my hips.
Betty Boop bandana
Betty Boop mug...this is my new favorite coffee mug.
