My staff is very conscientious that I have everything I need when I am busy, like drinking water or waxing supplies. Yesterday, Kiersten knocked on my door and asked me how I was doing and if I needed anything.  I thanked her for checking on me and told her that I was good.  That was when the client sat up and screamed "I need painkillers!"

My mom was reading The Happy Hen House and called me to say that there was a lot of funny and interesting talk about Brazilians. Yep, that's the point.

Whether you're riding the Soul Train or enjoying the sandy beaches of Brazil, I wish everyone a Happy Hoo-Ha Holiday.

Bowel movement, bath,  Brazilian.  These three words are not interchangeable.

Sometimes you'd think I was sodomizing women with watermelons with the way that they scream and carry on. Trust me, there are no watermelons in the wax room.

I went to a busy restaurant last night called Tony D's where Brother Wease, who is one of our popular local disc jockeys, likes to hang out. Whenever I have been on the radio, Wease has a special pet name that he calls me. So people may not know my name is M.E. Nesser, but many of them knew that I was The Vagina Lady.

I have towels to scream into if you forgot a sock.