Waxing: the act of painfully tearing one million little, protesting hairs out of your skin with a yucky substance that turns you into a human glue-stick.

Okay, so that's not exactly what the dictionary says, but I think it's a pretty close definition. Waxing isn't at all a bad method of hair removal, but by no means does that mean it classifies as a piece of cake.........

The count-down. In case the definition above wasn't clear enough, waxing does kinda hurt a little bit. I mean, how painless can ripping out all of the hairs in your thigh be? Now, thinking ahead and all, I like to prepare myself for my wax-strip of torture. But the usual countdown doesn't really work for me. 3, 2, 1? No way - that's way too predictable. You're anticipating the exact moment when you're going to declare war on your shin, and as soon as you pull the strip off on (or after?) three, everything quickly tumbles into a snowballing series of ouches, swears and way too much running around the bathroom with your hands in the air....

One of the most horrible parts of waxing is hands-down the human glue-stick part. Now, don't get me wrong, I love art and craft and glue is definitely handy for that last-minute poster due tomorrow... but that doesn't mean that my life dream is to transform into the most sticky item in my pencil-case after 10 minutes of waxing. Take-at-home waxing is great - you can do it in the comfort of your own home and save your beautician from a life of possible deafness and painful (but purely reflexive - I promise) kicks in the face... But, in saying that, sometimes the wax forms a stalker-relationship with your leg and decides that it wants to continue hugging your thigh even once the strip is pulled off. Lying down on carpet? Stepping into those comfy-as-anything cotton Mickey mouse pyjamas? Well, be prepared to wake up with an entirely different skin tone that may or may not resemble the work of a rainbow-loving 5 year old with a 12 pack of Crayola.

The red dots. Yep, these suck almost as badly as sticking to everything that makes contact with your skin. Super excited after waxing? Feeling like a very organised pro as you realise how damn smooth your shins are? Yeah, well, that's probably going to last the entirety of 10 minutes. Because, of course after a couple of minutes of short-lived hairless glory, red dots decide to take up residency on every square centimetre of your skin. I guess there's not too much of a problem with that, well, until someone asks you how long you've had chicken-pox for and whether or not they're going to catch it? After waxing I'm instantly transformed from a very hairy, but normal looking person, into someone who looks a whole lot like a moron whose walked into a hive full of extremely pissed-off bees.

With all the dramas of waxing, you can understand why some of us procrastinate doing it for a couple of days.... or maybe weeks. But, ladies, the next time a guy asks you why you've got hairy legs - feel free to throw a pot of boiling hot, strawberry scented wax at them and tell them that you've always wanted to be Chewbacca for a day.