I have never shared this story, but I think I might just win with it...
Years ago my husband was in the Navy. He had been gone for some time and was due back on a Wednesday. So I decided to surprise him and de-fuzz myself, well, pretty much from the moustache down. Tuesday evening I had bought my hair removal cream and was ready to go.
Now, it did say on the bottle to do a patch test first but I decided to skip that bit. I also decided to skip the bit where you wipe a small patch to see how it's working, and because I was criminally stupid, I also decided my hair was much thicker than this stuff was used to and I'd need to have it on longer...
The smell was disgusting. Then I started to noticed I felt a burning sensation. I soldiered on though!
Let's jump to the bit where I spent the night, naked, spread eagled on top of the bed, covered with cool clothes and with a fan directed to my very red skin.
I had to wear loose clothes for days and couldn't even go out because my top lip was so red it glowed in the dark.
The romantic homecoming was me lying there saying "don't touch me!"