So I went for my first bikini wax in over two years today. Dc is 18 months and I was last waxed in early pregnancy. Wasn't quite as bad as I thought (was hairy mess but beautician was lovely and pain not too great). So far, so good.
Lovely beautician asked if I could 'just hold this out the way'. I start looking for stray bit of shirt, towel, paper napkin things, looking for something to hold out the way before the horror descended and I realised she meant my c-section flab. Yes that's right. My actual stomach.
Oh the shame. Imagine being asked to hold your actual stomach out of the way of the hair you've been growing on your vag for two years. Thankfully i have a sense of humour and 
Name changed due to embarrassment and horror.
Spill ladies - worst beautician moments.