The Waxologist Loves…Vanilla Fudge Bras

Boobs Glorious Boobs1940s bras advert

Here at The Waxologist we see a lot of women every day and we talk about anything and everything, and I mean E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G; and that includes boobs, bras and lingerie!

What size we are; how we feel about said size; what we were before babies; what happened to our boobage post babies and where we shop for our boulder holders. This last one is especially true for us ladies who are rocking a little more than the UK average of a C cup.

Bras: Fit or Bust?

Bras fit guide

Aged 11 I had my first training bra from Tammy Girl, it was white with tiny purple flowers. I loved that bra, it was so pretty and I felt so grown up. Fast forward a year and I had progressed to M&S underwired bras in a 34B (is there anyone, anywhere who hasn’t ever been a 34B?).

2 years on and I was in a dressing room in Debenhams having a tape measure wrapped round me and being told that I was in fact a 34D. 34D? What? How had I jumped up two cup sizes, I was only 14? She must be wrong. Hot, red tears of embarrassment rolled down my face onto my heaving cleavage as she went off to find me some appropriately sized hammocks. All I could think of was my tiny boobed friends with their tiny figures rocking their backless tops whilst I sat sobbing into my mum’s shoulder feeling like my tits made me enormously fat.

Finally found what I was looking for!
1950's Formfit advert for bras

A few years later, I found Bravissimo. I got to my bra and a delightful lady told me straight off I was wearing the wrong size. Without wrapping me up in a tape measure, she just looked at me, pulled on my straps, disappeared and came back with a 32F. I tried on my beautiful lemon coloured bra with pretty flowers and instantly felt better! I skipped out and returned time and time again, year after year until now.

Bringing Sexy Back

Now I’m in my mid 30’s I have more body confidence, more money and so I want more choice. I want something sexier than a drab looking bandage, and Vanilla Fudge in Cheadle Hulme do not disappoint in the choice or sex appeal area.

Lisa, who owns Vanilla Fudge with Nicky couldn’t do enough for me. I’m trying (the operative word) to lose weight so told her I didn’t want to spend a fortune but I needed a couple of interim bras; something for every day and something sexy. I told her my size and then out came the bras without a tape measure in sight. Bra after bra, after bra was tried on for size, shape, comfort and look. Standing there with Lisa behind me, hoicking me in and out of bras for 30 minutes was an interesting experience; but it was great to see what style and brand suited my shape.

Lisa was incredibly attentive. She really took care of me whilst I was there and clearly knew her stuff, she knew what would suit me, brought them out and they felt and looked great! I left with one flesh coloured bra and a beautiful sheer red one for my something sexy! Both bras cost in total £70 which I think for all the boob I have, is pretty good!

Helen shopping at Vanilla Fudge for her bras

Vanilla Fudge is so local and full of choice and with no tape measures in sight, so I can’t get hung up on the numbers but concentrate more on the shape and how the bra makes me feel. Sexy is the new me thanks to Vanilla Fudge!

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The Waxologist Loves…..Davis Permanent Cosmetics

I first met Penny when she started coming to me for Waxing treatments, we got chatting and she told me about her business Davis Permanent Cosmetics with her husband Phil who is an expert permanent cosmetics make up artist.

Brow Intervention

InstantMe mate with the bad browsly a good friend of mine sprang to my mind. She needed help. Badly. Despite being one of the most stylish women I know she had the brows of a Cartoon Bronx prostitute (God I hope she doesn’t read my blogs!). Having overplucked in her teens she’d taken to drawing them on (I think with a black marker pen maybe?). They were big, dark and unnatural looking. I told Penny and Phil about her and they agreed we would stage a ‘Brow Intervention’. Two appointments later the prostitute had gone and she sported gorgeous natural hairstroke brows that suited her colouring. The black marker was in the bin-Phew!



Moving In

Opening party cakes

A few months later Penny told me they were getting their own premises; the rest is history, as they say.  I moved my business into their Permanent Cosmetics Clinic in July 2016 and so far so happy! Now I hadn’t thought of myself ever having a tattoo let alone make up tattooed onto my face.  But I began to see Phil’s clients breeze in and out and was steadily becoming more interested and impressed.  However, I’ve done my own brows for years, I wasn’t really up for someone else touching them. I’m a control freak and besides, could someone really be as good as me at my brows?  I had to admit I was becoming tired of my 3 week tint sessions. I have brows but they are white blonde and need constant attention to avoid the ‘Ginger Zombie’ look.


Permanent Cosmetics – trying it out

lol brow

WoW Brows!

On a whim one day (If you can call thinking about it for three months a whim) I had my brows tattooed on. We sat and chose the colour which Phil blended for me, a light warm brown and then the fun began. It took two hours, but it went so fast. Phil was very patient with me and throughout the appointment he showed me what he was doing. He really worked with me to get exactly what I wanted.

I was so impressed that a few weeks later I had the eyelash enhancer.  This is where he tattoos tiny dots between each eyelash making your lash line stand out without actually having an eyeliner effect. I’m toying with the idea of having a very fine line next, as I love how my eyes are framed now. Most people are concerned with the pain and all I can say is he is not shy with the topical anesthetic cream.  Its nothing more than uncomfortable at times. I didn’t even take my favourite Valium I was so relaxed!



Eyelash Enhancer Treatment

Love it!

I would highly recommend Phil if you’re considering permanent cosmetics, he has such an eye for detail and I really love the fact he specialises in permanent cosmetics tattooing which means he can devote all his time to his craft. He’s got a really calm vibe which is good for me as I can get a little ‘excitable’ sometimes (very highly strung, prone to meltdowns) and have got up and walked out of the dentists before now. They observe a very strict hygiene policy and Phil seems to have this thing about wrapping stuff up in blue plastic, he says its to do with cross contamination but I think he just likes it!

Have a peek at their Facebook and Instagram and Website – as below:

Historical Hoohaa’s! The history of pubic hair removal

  • A whole lot of history repeating itself!

    The history of pubic hair removal is an interesting one for me as it’s my full time job to to wax and pluck the nether regions of of both men and women. If like me you thought the trend for hairless Vagina’s started around 2000 we are both way off the mark. Around Christmas time someone mentioned seeing a comedy ‘Merkin’ gift. ‘Ay?’ ‘A what?’ I was discombobulated and immediately got onto Google. I ended up sat agog reading not only about pubic wigs but also about Ancient Egyptian bush removal; the depiction of pubes in art; the cultural and religious reasons for pubic hair removal and a whole load of other weirdly interesting information. Now I don’t want to be here all day as I’ve got a whole load of ironing to get through but I wanted to share a little run down of what they did back then down there.

    Walk like an Egyptian

    Beginning with ancient Egyptians seems sensible as that was ages ago! Ancient Egyptians thought pubic hair uncivilized. Not only did ancient Egyptian women remove pubic hair but ALL their hair, from head to toe! They may have used various methods such as pumice stones, tweezers fashioned from seashells (can you imagine the time that would take??) or the technique of sugaring which is still used today.

    Status Symbols

    For Greeks a hairless crotch was a status symbol for the upper classes. The Romans had such contempt for pubes young girls would be plucked with ancient tweezers called volsella from the moment they began puberty. An early version of ‘Veet’ or ‘Immac’ was made from bat’s blood, powdered viper and goats gall and called philotrum ordropax. It sounds like something cooked up in a witches cauldron to me.
    Volsella ancient tweezers

    Volsella ‘tweezers’ £1.99 from B&M Bargains.

    Merkins are in!

    Catherine de Medici, the Italian Queen of France during the 1500’s is said to have forbade her ladies in waiting from removing their pubic hair. Never mind a uniform check or a root through your bag for any stolen silver, just imagine starting your shift with a Bush inspection! Around this time women were removing the hair down there to combat crabs and here is where the Merkin comes in. Prostitutes would shave off their pubic hair then pop on a merkin to disguise sexually transmitted diseases. More recently a merkin came in handy for Kate Winslet in ‘The Reader’ after years of waxing she was unable to produce enough Bush for the period the film was set in.

    Catherine de Medici, Queen of France

    Catherine de Medici, Queen of Bush and France.

    Its all for the art, darling

    European artists have also favoured the smooth look, female pubic hair was considered immodest.  When painting a famous prostitute, with her confrontational staring eyes fixed on the viewer, the artist Manet paints the hand of Olympia laid discreetly across her crotch. On one hand the boundaries are pushed, on the other he plays it safe. Michelangelo depicts both women and men as hairless. The males on the ceiling of the Sistine chapel have no pubic hair. However his masterpiece David looks like he’s had a ‘Boyzilian’ Wax to me. Then Francisco de Goya shook things up when he painted two versions of one woman. One clothed, one completely naked with pubic hair on show. The painting La Maja Desnuda was taken by the Spanish inquisition after being deemed obscene.
    Manet's Olympia covering her modesty

    Manet’s Olympia takes a well earned break between punters.

    Tokens of affection

    Pubes took on a strangely titillating form during the 19th century. Upper class men would collect a souvenir or token of affection from lovers in the form of a cutting of pubic hair. They would then proudly display in their hats. Nowadays the details are posted on Facebook or shared through film taken on mobile’s.
    King George IV kept a snuff box of his lovers pubes

    King George IV the dirty little oink who kept a snuff box of his lovers pubes.

    Thoroughly Modern Minnie

    Bringing us to the last fifty years with the invention of the Bikini came the Bikini line. Over time the Line got more and more narrow. In the 1970’s the porn mags Playboy and Penthouse bared bush. As we moved through the eighties the Lawns of playmates got tidier, shorter and neater, until they did not exist. This style is known as ‘The Hollywood’.  It has dominated the Wax menu along with its more demure sister ‘The Brazilian’ for the last fifteen years.

    In the last couple of years plenty of articles have called for women to stop removing and start growing. It’s a very personal choice and ultimately down to the individual. It’s interesting to find that it’s all been done before but we’re still on the topic and will be forever more. Now where’s that bloody iron?
    La Maja Desnuda by Goya

    Goya’s La Maja Desnuda which I find quite captivating.