Sorry, Stephanie

The past few Brazilians I have gotten have been subpar to say the least. So, I booked an appointment at a different waxing location with a woman named Jessie.

This is my breakup letter to my old waxer.

Dear Stephanie,

The past few months have been so special to me. You’ve seen more of me than most people, you know me for me and you welcome me with judgement free arms. You accept me and my body for everything it is. But I’m moving on. I want to see other people; explore my options. I know I’ve always kept one foot in the door, and today I made the first step outside. I wish I could say it’s not you, it’s me. But in this case, it is definitely you. I’m sorry, I wish it didn’t have to be this way.

I hope your next client is a better tipper than me. I hope she brings you effortless conversation and a vagina so easy to wax you dream about it.

Best of luck,

OQ