File this under Too Much Information or an in-depth salon review.
Recently I’ve started committing myself to grooming my lady bits. It’s something I started when I began a swimming regime two years ago and have kept up for … other reasons. Last month I was devastated when my favorite waxer told me she was leaving town to move to Northern BC with her husband. I let the five weeks pass then panicked when I realized I hadn’t found a proper substitute yet. Then somewhere in the blogosphere I came across Stripped Wax Bar.
Today I rang them up and was pleasantly surprised that they had an appointment available.
My first impression was that Stripped was very … Yaletown. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I’m just a Main Street kind of girl. Granted there are no waxing salons on that street that I’d trust my hoo-ha to just yet.
Stripped is clean, modern looking and unlike most of Yaletown it has no touch of pretension. As they say on their website, “Catering to both ladies & gents, Stripped is an exclusive wax bar that believes in no fuss, no frills and no unwanted hair.” Perfect!
Whenever I go to a waxing salon I’m always neurotically judging the cleanliness of the place. Stripped passed my test. They even have boxes of baby wipes convienently placed in the bathroom and waxing rooms so that clients clean up before, which I’m sure makes things much easier for the waxer.
The rooms were sterile looking with bare white walls. It had a very hospital feel to it. Well, what I’d like a hospital to feel like; there was no lingering fear of death or disease.
House music pumped through the building as I looked up to a white ceiling, that could have used a better, less-blinding light. One might expect softer music for a waxing salon like the sound of waves with pan flutes or birds with a harp. I actually prefer dance music, it’s easier to keep my mind distracted.
My waxer was named Lisa and I have never had an easier wax. Sure there was pain, but it was fairly nominal. Either I’m getting better at this or Lisa does a very good job. She even waxed parts of my thighs that my old waxer ignored. I left feeling relaxed and very clean. For only $20 for a bikini and $35 for a Brazilian this is a place I’ll be coming back to again!
Stripped Wax Bar
1226 Hamilton Street
(Between Drake & Davie)
After looking at their service list, I really really REALLY want to know what a brazilian for pregnant ladies is like. Why does it cost exactly the same as their other brazilians except it needs another category?
This makes me extremely suspicious of pregnancy. Do things happen to your pubes when you’re pregnant, but no one will ever tell you, just like all my friends get this weird, wistful smile on their face when they say that intercourse is “different” after giving birth?
“What do you mean, “different”?
“Just different, that’s all…. oh, look how cute my offspring is!”
I had the exact same thought when I saw that.
Perhaps it’s to advertise to expecting mamas that they can still “groom” and are welcome in their salon.
Or perhaps they have special beds for them?
But we really do need to find out what happens to pregnant pubes, this is suspicious. I’ll ask next time I’m there.
I’ve been looking for a good new place to go – I think I’ll check it out, thanks 🙂