No......I'm not under the influence of any illicit, or even licit substances. The tingle of which I speak, comes from a multitude of tiny little hairs being yanked out by the root, because today was epilation Thursday. Epilation Thursday, that sounds kind of like a religious holiday, doesn't it?
And the faithful gathered together each year, on Epilation Thursday, and one by one, they reverently walked from the nave to the chancel, where they were disrobed and epilated, by the priest and his acolytes.
Hey! What are you laughing at? Stranger religious rituals than that exist! What about a bris? Fortunately, the poor little victim being subjected to that little bit of strangeness, is too young to remember it later on.
My epilation wasn't exactly a religious experience, and it certainly wasn't done by a priest, or his acolytes, but the tingle was invigorating, and it does always give me a sense of renewal, not to mention the joy of smooth hairless skin! And a mild tingle, is all it is now, even on the backs of my thighs, and my bum. I can remember when doing those areas, brought the sensation of siring heat to my skin, beads of sweat to my brow, and tears to my eyes. Not anymore! What I feel now, is more like the touch of hundreds of almost microscopic needles, dancing on my skin; not penetrating, but touching just enough to let you feel their sharpness. It's almost kind of enjoyable...........almost.
After discovering epilation for myself, and it's benefits over the blade, I am astounded, when I hear of girls still shaving their bodies with a razor. I've done that before, and while I got a few hours of smoothness after shaving, I also got stubble, and days of miserable prickly itching. I'll have no more of that, thank you!