My friend Lara whispered loudly to me as she leaned across the table at a restaurant in a part of town high-end enough that women could afford Brazilians, but old-guard enough that they wouldn't talk about it over their pecan-crusted tilapia.
Have you ever imagined what it's like being thisclose to vaginas all day -- no, not like that sadly -- you know, for work? The life of a Brazilian waxer is never dull! In fact, sometimes it's downright disgusting.
It's a form of torture for which we actually pay good money and we submit to it, if not happily, at least willingly. And we do this so that what nature gave us can be tweaked into a new version of what's acceptable.
But as I was lying there on the waxing table, legs akimbo, I got to thinking. Why does Brazil rate its own wax? Is it like a national anthem or a state bird? Do other countries and groups have their own waxes too?
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In the avant-garde literature of the 1960s, female pubic hair was everywhere. Pubic hair marked the site we all wanted to see, to touch, to enter. It marked pleasures yet to come. Not today: Pubic hair has gone missing.