Run away!! Run away!! I was in need of a wax, they had a special, and I thought, why not try a…read moreplace a little cheaper than my normal go to place up the street. There are a few things where you definitely get what you pay for and waxing is one of them! My normal place uses hard wax and since it was the only place I had ever been waxed before, I just kind of assumed all places use it. Wax On does not and wow, what a difference! The normal wax really does hurt more and to top it off, I was left with red marks for several days. I am not talking about the red bumps, I am talking about where you can see exactly where the girl put the wax and ripped it off. I was also left with stubble.
Anyway, had it just been this, I would have given them a couple more stars, called it a day and never returned thinking maybe I just react abnormally to normal wax. However, the place itself is small and cold. My normal place is small, but warm and inviting and the waiting area has a couch. This place has a couple of plastic chairs in a corridor and feels old and unclean. Fay was the girl that waxed me and seriously wouldn't stop talking. She left the room as I got undressed and I hopped up on the bed. There was a little towel on the bed that I assumed was for me to put over myself so I am covered up when she walks in, but when she did walk in she asked me why I had put this towel over me as it belongs under. While I am explaining to her why and getting up half naked to put the towel under me, she swings open the door and walks out of the room because the wax had been turned off and was not heated. So I am lying there, half naked, in a room that has a doorway that opens up to large windows where anyone passing by on the street can look into and see me. Awesome! She finally comes back with some heated wax, I am already tense to begin with and now she won't shut up about how someone had turned her wax off. I will give Fay one thing, she is quick. Like really quick. From the time she put the first strip of wax on to the last pull only about 5 -7 minutes had past. Granted it was 5 -7 minutes of pure agony, but still. She tells me I can get up, hands me a pump bottle of lotion that helps remove the stickiness from the wax and all I can think about is the hundreds of people before me that had touched this lotion, rubbed it on their nether regions, realized they didn't take enough and then put their hand on the bottle again to get more lotion to rub down there. Thank god I just so happened to have my own lotion for this very purpose and didn't have to use theirs. Mind you, Fay is sitting in there talking to me, watching me rub this lotion on myself and then watching me get dressed. I realize she has just seen parts of me more up close than my boyfriend of nearly 9 years has so maybe it shouldn't bother me that she didn't leave the room while I was getting dressed, but man, give a girl a little privacy and time to recover.
Clearly I would not return to this place. The only person I would recommend this place to is my worst enemy and given that I do not have any, I cannot recommend this place to anyone!