Browsing Topic Best Waxing Quotes

My friend, Sue Ann, in college pulled me aside and said, ‘Honey I love you but you have got to start waxing your eyebrows. They look wild!’ So thank you , that kinda changed my life.

Lo! sweeten’d with the summer light,The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow,Drops in a silent autumn night.All its allotted length of daysThe flower ripens in its place,Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil,Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.

Waxing was an interesting experience. Not quite as painful as I expected.

Our great symbol for the Goddess is the moon, whose three aspects reflect the three stages in women’s lives and whose cycles of waxing and waning coincide with women’s menstrual cycles.

I am very impressed with the results (from laser hair removal). Even after the first treatment, there was a huge difference. I save time everyday that would be spent waxing or shaving. Laser hair removal also saves money in the long run. Now I don’t have to deal with razor burn or ingrown hairs since the hair does not grow back!

All these people keep waxing sentimental about how fabulously well I am doing as a mother, how competent I am, but I feel inside like when you’re first learning to put nail polish on your right hand with your left. You can do it, but it doesn’t look all that great around the cuticles.

To a father waxing old, nothing is dearer than a daughter; sons have spirits of a higher pitch, but less inclined to endearing fondness.

I was raised by drag queens, practically … my mother died when I was four-years-old, so I was effectively raised by a bunch of different people. A lot of those people were friends of my sister, Kathleen, who had all these gay friends. She would baby-sit me everyday, and she would take me over to her friend’s houses with all kinds of things going on: tucking, and eyebrow drawing, waxing, all sorts of things. I was literally raised by gay men.

Writers are notorious for using any reason to keep from working: over-researching, retyping, going to meetings, waxing the floors – anything.

Troublous times, departures from the faith, evil men waxing worse and worse, love waxing cold, are things distinctly predicted.

Such a slender moon, going up and up, Waxing so fast from night to night, And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright, Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup, And hold to my two lips life’s best of wine.

I tell my girlfriends – ‘Imagine if all the time you put into waxing and primping, you took all of that energy and put it into something useful.’

What are you doing in there, waxing your mustache? Iggy yelled, pounding on the bathroom door. I yanked the door open and pushed him backward hard, making him stagger. I don’t have a mustache, you idiot! Iggy giggled and put his arms up to protect himself in case I punched him. And you know what? I added. You don’t have one either. Well, maybe in a couple years. You can always hope. I left him in the hallway, anxiously fingering his upper lip.

If you want your hair to be thicker, cut it when the moon is about to be full – a heavy, full, waxing moon. Do not cut it when the moon’s waning.

As for waxing, I’ve never waxed in my life and I never would. I’m extremely Welsh, so I draw the line at removing body hair.

You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging ‘Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.’

Time waxing old can many a lesson teach.