Hair Removal: Decades of Being Called 'La Peluda' Got Us Nowhere

glamour.com:

By The sensation of hot wax on my upper lip instantly makes my stomach drop. Even after a decade of hair removal, the feeling of having my thick, dark hair ripped from its follicles elicits a flight-or-fight response.

Like most Latinas, I've been partaking in the sadistic ritual of waxing since an early age. The first time I got bullied in elementary school was because of a barely-there unibrow.

My mom took me to see her regular esthetician who plopped me on a bed in her garage-slash-studio and tugged the handful of wisps in the space above my eyes.

I was 8 years old.I’m not alone in my experience. “OMG SAME," one friend messaged me in response to an Instagram story I posted about feeling like a raw chicken after my bi-weekly wax session.