"Aren't you glad I got us these comfy matching longjohns, babe?  Sometimes I get so cold sitting in my car all day outside your office that my fingers freeze up and I can barely work the binoculars." READ MORE

Last Tuesday I stripped down to a shirt, wrapped a cotton gown around my waist, and positioned myself spread-eagle at the end of a table. I didn't leave my socks on, because I think that would have been even weirder, and part of me realizes that even having the socks on or off debate with myself is weird enough. My instructor had the rest of my class (there are eight of us total) gather around to watch as she slowly and patiently explained the process of what is commonly known as a “Brazilian.” READ MORE