I have been so impressed with the epilator that I finally worked up the courage to take a whack at my underarms. Ha! Let me just say....I thought I was in pain while epilating my legs for the first time, but Oh My Lord...nothing could have prepared me for the armpits. First of all, to make it easier to epilate, you are supposed to pull your skin taught. Have you ever tried to pull your underarm skin taught while wielding an epilator with 60 rotating tweezers in the other hand? It's impossible. So, I found myself raising my arm up and back as far as I could. It was the best I could do. Good thing I take yoga.
Now, do you know that part of your arm just beyond the armpit, the really soft part? Well, during one of my armpit yoga poses, that epilator did a little self-propelling bounce of some sort and caught hold of some of that soft skin, and......
I saw stars for nearly 30 seconds. My skin was actually sucked up in the epilator. Cliff described it like this, "There was wailing and bedlam tonight when the epilator cogs snagged a roll of underarm flesh and choked down". Y'all! It caused a total epilator jam.
I just knew I was going to be missing a hunk of flesh. Then the thought hit me....how was I going to get the skin out? I nearly panicked. What if the thing turns back on and starts chewing on me? Law...I hurried and unplugged it, but I'm telling you it was a sight. I was standing there looking in the mirror at myself with an epilator hanging from my armpit. I couldn't help but giggle. Lord, the things I get myself into. Then, I thought.....wait til the sistas hears about this....and started giggling again.
After composing myself, I very gently pulled that soft underarm skin out of the teeth of those 60 tweezers. I was left with some red marks and a little bruising. Sort of looks like a monkey bite. And...I did not finish epilating, either. I'm going to give myself a few days to heal. What will bring me back to it, though, is the thought of not having to shave, ever, again!
I'll keep you posted!