I almost crapped myself when Rachel said she was doing a set about getting a Brazilian. I thought… IT’S GONNA BE TOO CLOSE! PEOPLE WON’T WANT TO HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY! SHE’S WAY CUTER THAN ME!
Turns out, having a Brazilian wax and having your lady-lips ripped open on a bicycle are COMPLETELY different!
Phew.
I LIKE THIS!