At one point in my esthetics career I did a lot of waxing, like 12 Brazilians a day, so I have seen/smelt some horrifying stuff. The most memorable 'wtf' moment was while waxing a well-groomed sorority girl. She was utterly oblivious to the rank odor emanating from her junk. There was discharge. I pulled a strip from her lower labia, near her vaginal opening and what I can most accurately describe as the contents of a large Cadbury cream-egg stuck to the edge of the strip and splattered on the wall behind me. She remained blissfully ignorant of the bacterial projectile.
I had a friend who did waxing for awhile. She had a guy come in and request a waxing for his taint/ass area. When she did, the guy orgasmed on release. It was obviously awkward, the guy apologized profusely, and it was a "no harm no foul" but "don't do it again" situation.
Well of course he returned after some time and he came again. They banned him from returning.
A girl came into my salon a month before she got married. She had never groomed her pubic hair and claimed to be a virgin. She wanted to be waxed right before her wedding. Completely natural, right? I recommended she get a wax now, and another before the big day since there was no way of knowing how her prized lady bits would react to the wax. She declined and set an appointment 3 days before her wedding. Fair enough. When she came back, I was NOT prepared for the amount of pubic hair she had.
It was unusual for a fair skinned blonde client to have LONG COARSE BLACK hair. But whatever it's my job. So I trim her up, clean her, and prepare to wax her. Again, she had ungodly amounts of dark hair. Even trimmed, her skin was barely visible. I begin waxing... it turns out that had skin tags and perturbing moles that I DID NOT SEE before starting. To get to the point, I pulled a strip from her labia area, and pulled off about 20 skin tags. She yowled. The entire salon heard. And then she started bleeding. Like gushing blood. We know how to handle bleeding pores. But I had never heard of this. So we're both screaming and crying and I have to call her an ambulance because she would NOT STOP BLEEDING. I thought I almost killed her. Maybe not the grossest story, but it was traumatic. I changed professions soon after. I imagine her wedding night wasn't magical either.
A worm fell out of someone's butthole when I was waxing it. A tiny, little maggot-y looking worm.
Not a waxer but a spray tanner. For well endowed women of the bust or butt the policy is arms over head or turn around and bend over. Only if absolutely necessary do you lift with the back of the hand and spray underneath.
On this lovely day I had a particularly hefty woman come in and she don't want any tan lines. It was time for turn around and bend over... I lift the butt, and what looked like a week old sopping brown tampon comes slurping out, bounces off the back of my hand and splats on the floor.
I think the toughest thing I've ever seen through as a waxer was a minor getting a Brazilian (yes her parent knew and signed a consent form) who didn't clean herself properly(looked like she had diarrhea and wiped back to front) with super thick hair and I got stuck pulling a labia strip.
It was my fault, I didn't cleanse and poke around throughly enough before I started, but I almost went to go get a coworker bc I thought I was going to need help pulling it off. Client was a champ though, bore with me throughout the whole process. Definitely the toughest experience I've had, even beyond the 400+ lb ladies I see.
I worked with a girl who got waxed and she said the lady accidentally put the waxing paper on the INSIDE of her labia and before she knew it she was in the worst pain of her life. She had to go to the hospital and she was looking into legal action, apparently the woman performing it wasn't registered to do so?... I'm not sure of the requirement.
I used to be an aesthetician and I'll never forget the first Brazilian I ever gave a girl. I was inexperienced so to get the butt area I made her go on all fours. After I powdered up her butt, I was holding her cheeks open and closely examining the direction of her hair growth so I'd know which direction to spread the wax... as I was trained to do.
Then all of a sudden I see her butthole opening and closing and opening and closing and then BAM. She fully farted in my face. She was super embarrassed and said it was an "air bubble". Didn't smell like one though...
My instructor in cosmetology school told me about a time when they had to practice anal waxing and the way she was supposed to do it involved her putting talcum powder on the butthole area. So she powders the person up and as she's grabbing something else from her work table the person lets out an airy toot and a little fluff cloud of powder came with it. She couldn't contain herself and had to do the assignment another day haha
Sperm bubbles. Women didn't always wash up after sex and they'd come in for a wax. Sometimes the semen would form a bubble while you were waxing and then it would pop and leave you with an awful rancid sperm smell.
Not a waxer but a client. Waxer asked what I was doing on my phone and I informed her that I could hit two pokestops at the salon. I lured one while getting waxed because why not? One thing lead to another and she started singing the Jigglypuff song as she waxed my butthole. I'm bummed she left.
My waxy lady and I talk about this all the time.
She said girls come in on their periods all the time. She doesn't mind as long as there's a tampon in place and it's clean. Some ladies don't comply. She's seen women who haven't properly wiped their butt after taking a dump. But the weirdest thing she saw was a girl who was born without an asshole. I don't know who/why/how/what/where but yeah. That's weird. Unfortunate, mostly.
I got a full Brazilian as a dude. Female esthetician works on me. My GF is waiting in the lobby. After she's about halfway through the front she asks if she can ask a slightly unprofessional question. I say sure. She says she's never seen a circumcized penis before but didn't ask me any actual question, just made the comment. The worse part was that the walls were thin so pretty much the whole lobby heard the conversation.
I once was the gross customer by pure accident.
My former girlfriend liked the idea of of shaving your chest etc. . The less hair I got on my body the better. Blablabla [Insert story here].
I did bleed so heavily out of every damn pore on my chest that the lady stopped mid session. After the bleeding had stopped somewhat I helped cleaning up, paid and left. The bruises were visible for several weeks. I did never try waxing again.
My moms friend always like to tell this one story.
When she was doing his (yes his) asshole, he clenched and accidentally projectile-sprayed little bits of poo all over her.
My worst experience was a full Brazilian wax on an extremely obese woman. I was relatively new to the field and lacked the experience to deal with this type of situation.
I couldn't get the angles right, I felt so awkward asking her to hold her stomach that blanketed over her vagina, and her legs were just too large for me to actually reach the area. (She was unable to bend the legs properly)
I think at one point I lost wax between a fold, and had to pry the skin/hair apart to apply the strip.
I remember my back hurting from the way my body was positioned, frantically trying to finish on time for my next client, and so much sweat! (both of us, it was the dead middle of summer)
I'm sure a seasoned esthetician may have been able to handle this better, but that's my worst experience.
I am not a waxer but one time I was getting waxed at a new place and thought things were going just fine. I was making small talk with the esthetician while all spread eagled on the table. She was facing away getting her supplies ready and she started sniffling and I thought she might be crying?
I was like "okay I know it's been a while, but I can't be that shocking...." and I asked "hey are you okay?" And she turned around just full on ugly snot crying and explained to me that the appointment before mine was her recent ex boyfriends new girlfriend!
I love my job but sometimes I wonder why I still do this... A new client had come in for a full Brazilian. She was no older than 17 and it was her first time doing it. I was trying to make her as comfortable as possible and explain everything I was doing. So we finish the front and I tell her to flip over and hold her butt cheeks so I can do the butt strip. I apply the wax over her butthole, I guess she wasn't expecting it because she farted and blew a bubble with the wax. It popped so loudly that it echoed in the room. I had never seen anything happen like that before. I could see she was humiliated and I was embarrassed for her. I immediately turned around and started fumbling with anything I could get my hands on to pretend I didn't just see what happened. I never saw that girl again.
She would regale us with stories of this one repeat client who would get holiday themed designs. So not only would she create Christmas trees and valentine's hearts for her, but would also have to dye them the appropriate color...
I once worked as a camera operator for an instructional video for estheticians learning how to do various waxing techniques. The male model for the Brazilian wax demonstration had extremely saggy and sensitive balls, which he apologized for prior to disrobing.
Now picture this: he was in a tabletop position on his hands and knees with a well powdered anus, balls drooping halfway down his thigh. The instructor was doing her talking bit after powdering said butt hole, during which the model casually reached down under the table, grabbed a towel, and molded it between his hands into as high-standing of a wad of towel that he could. He pushed the towel lump back along the table and through his knees. Upon bumping up against his testicles it pushed the saggy sack back along the line of a pendulum, much like a person on a swing set pulled back about to be given their initial shove. Alas there was no releasing the balls to the forces of gravity. Instead, he casually reached around the back of his legs, picked up the soon to be hairless pair and perched them on the towel mountain. The instructor continued on her script talking into the camera none-the-wiser. It was a completely mundane but extremely bizarre scene. I left the camera running, zoomed on his anus mind you, and walked out into the hallway to collapse in laughter. This is the legend of towel mountain.
The old man who would come in for Brazilian laser treatments. He was pretty weird from the get go - like an older, flamboyant Jeffrey Rush. The first two times he came in, he got hard while I was lazering him. Guys get hard during waxes sometimes, you get used to it and they're more embarrassed than you are usually.
The third time this guy came in, I was on my last few rows when all of a sudden he made a noise, I looked up, and he had ejaculated on his stomach. I very quickly did my last 3 or 4 pops w the laser, told him he was done, and left the room. I called my manager and told her what happened and he was never seen again. He didn't even tip me :-/
The seemingly normal, average 20-something year old girl who apparently had no idea that her vagina/butthole needed to be cleaned. A lot of women are kind of gross, but this one...she had her period, had an insane amount of discharge, and looked like she never wiped her ass. When I did the strips on her butt crack, there was poop on them afterwards.
I worked at a waxing bar for about a month. My worst experience was the lady who had a dingle berry (little piece of poop) I gagged loudly and then threw up. I was fired.
Not my story, but my aunt's. When she was in school to become an esthetician, the students would do cheap waxes on walk-in clients to help them learn. The first time she did a Brazilian, she noticed long red "scratch" marks as she was waxing the girl. Initially, she was worried she was doing something wrong, but neglected to say anything because the girl didn't seem in pain or anything. What she thought were scratches turned out to be part of a larger tattoo that covered the girl's entire vulva... it said "Bad Kitty" and featured claw marks.
The nastiest customer was a woman who would come in after working all night.
She was a prostitute.
That is a smell I will not soon forget.