The latest edition of New York's Next Magazine features a very interesting article on going "Brazilian". Brian Moylan writes about his experience in waxing everything south of the equator.
Greetings from Brazil! Ok, I haven’t really left my cramped Manhattan apartment, but I would feel at home in that lovely country south of the equator after having waxed everything south of my equator. Yes, girl, all the hair down there is gone.
I’ve never really tended to my garden, so I always thought the process of “manscaping” was a little bit odd. But I had certainly seen plenty of it, from the buffed buttholes of porn stars to the trimmed and tweezed parts of my male companions. I decided it was time to find out what all the fuss was about. After all, millions of (gay) Americans can’t be wrong.
I made an appointment at gay-owned Flatiron spa Face to Face, which specializes in waxing and hair removal. I opted for a treatment called South of the Border, which removes all the hair that might be covered by a pair of briefs.
Spa owner Enrique Ramirez was going to be my practitioner and before we started he said he does this treatment on men up to 10 times a day, sometimes more before a national gay holiday—like Alegria or Pride.