When she was 21, Jane Chang was asked by her first boyfriend why she didn't take care of it. Until then, she hadn't known it was something to be taken care of. "I was so embarrassed," she recalls. "I thought everybody had a bush like me. I had no idea girls were taking hair off the whole enchilada."
Chang dumped the insensitive jackass. But a couple of months later, her curiosity led her to book a waxing appointment—and she ended up loving the results. So much so that today she's an esthetician who specializes in three methods of hair removal—waxing, sugaring, and threading—to keep Seattle women silky smooth.
Her "pussy patrol," as she refers to it, can be sought out at Saely Beauty Salon on Aurora Avenue. There isn't a front desk at which clients can check in. If the hair stylists are busy, the phone rings incessantly. Chang rents out a small room in the back of the salon and uses a fan during the summer to keep it from getting too warm. The low overhead allows her to keep prices cheap.
"It's a wax, not a surgical procedure," the West Seattle native points out dryly. "There's so much upkeep that women have to deal with. We shouldn't have to pay so much for it."
Chang is exactly what you want from someone in her line of work: a girlfriend who genuinely cares about your well-being, not to mention your hairy legs and nether regions. My prior esthetician treated me like I was just one more in a sea of countless vaginas. Chang remembers my name, the name of the last guy I slept with, and even my dog's name. And she's more than happy to dish on her personal life, her poodle Sophie, and the fact that her Korean relatives still don't get why anyone would get a Brazilian wax.
"I always grow [mine] out when I go to Korea," Chang says, laughing. "I'm definitely not showing off my bald coochie when I'm sitting with my aunts and grandmother in the hot springs. They'd think I was some sort of pervert or that I was in porn."—Erika Hobart