Chin Hairs of the World Unite!

Remember when you were a kid and you saw the old woman at the store with the five long hairs growing out of her chin and you thought, "Ooh! Yuck!!"

Remember when you were a teenager and you saw that same old woman and you thought, "Why doesn't she do something about that?!"

I can now tell you why. It's because they probably popped out full-grown between the cat food on Aisle 2 and the dish soap on Aisle 5!

Yeah, yeah, I know - for women, it's a part of getting older. Your hormones do somersaults and things get all mixed up. Gray hair sprouts from your head overnight, the fat fairy leaves a deposit on your hips while you sleep, and your chin suddenly turns into a fountain, spewing unwanted whiskers when you least expect it.

It was probably about two years ago when a friend of mine mentioned getting her face waxed because she was growing a moustache. I took it as a warning - my time was running out!

Sure enough, about six months later, I looked in the mirror and . . . WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!?!?!

I swear it was not there the day before. For that matter, it wasn't there the hour before. How do they do that? It's like someone waved a magic wand and voila - you have a half-inch hair growing out of your chin!

You pluck it and a couple of days later, it's back with three friends!!!

I thought for sure that waxing was the simple answer . . . after all, it works for eyebrows and that mustache problem . . .

So off I went to the waxing place. Hey, can you take care of this for me?

Sure - no problem!

Fifteen minutes later, I walked out of there with my eyes watering, my tongue bitten halfway through, my chin bright red . . . and still sprouting three unwanted hairs.

Which is why I now go through Life with a mirror and a set of tweezers in my purse . . . and my bathroom . . . and my desk drawer . . . and my car.