The sudden and inescapable onslaught of hairless cooters in the media has elevated the occupation of Bikini Waxer from the mundane (and slightly icky) to the exalted. Under the cut, Paris Hilton's personal vaginal groomer waxes (ahahahaha) poetic about the joys of Captain Picard puss.
Goddammit, we hate the fact that a person whose bread and butter is ripping pubic hairs out of people's pubic mounds is now considered a respectable commentator on popular culture while we slave away in front of our trusty Radio Shack TRS-80, blogging the shit out of these people with no damn thanks whatsoever. Annnyway. A woman named Cindy Barshop, who owns the Completely Bare Salon in NYC is the personal waxer of Paris, offers her opinion in regards to the recent jag of bare vag:
"Paris is a customer of ours. I haven't done Britney, but we do see Paris for bikini waxes. I feel that if you do a completely bare wax, you feel cleaner, more comfortable and more groomed – it seems a little sexier. I think that with the completely bare waxing, they just feel comfortable enough with their bodies that they can skip the underwear. And, oops, if they do happen to flash someone, it's not as embarrassing because the area is groomed."
Which makes less sense: the idea that showing every fold, bump, ridge, and pleat of your exterior sex organs is somehow less embarrassing than a blurry mass of fur, or the fact that an–"oops"–accidental flash is so commonplace that it's just expected?
While you chew on those deep thoughts, take a Quantum Leap back to April 2005 and gaze upon Cindy Barshop's handiwork. She's the Vidal Sassoon of pussies!
Paris does it up at MrSkin.com.
