LASER HAIR REMOVAL : Is it really worth it??
Are you sick of having furry calves in July? Or maybe you’re a man who dredges through summer with red bumps or raz-rash all over your chest + back….not a good look.
Here’s what Marissa Moss thinks on it -
Several years ago I decided to stop shaving my legs and switched to waxing. (Note to readers: If this is already too much information, this article is probably not for you.) My lower legs did not respond well to shaving, I got terrible ingrown hairs and the little red bumps that formed were constantly itchy. Obviously shaving was an extreme irritant so either I had to resign myself to a life of ingrown, itchy hairs, or I could switch to waxing. Waxing your legs is wonderful—for three days. Then the hair begins to creep back in and you are stuck with it for at least two weeks, three if you want it to be even more efficient. At the end of last summer, I put my furry foot down. No more of this back-and-forth business, I decided. It was time to look into a more permanent option.
(Clearly I’m not alone in this. Nearly half a million laser treatments were performed by dermatological surgeons in 2011 (the last year that collected data is available) according to the American Society for Dermatological Surgery.)
I remember first hearing about laser hair removal years ago when people were first talking about it and thinking, “Eek, that sounds risky, I’m going to wait and see if this goes the way of the LaserDisc or more the DVD.” Basically I wanted to make sure it was legit and worth the time, pain, and cost. Five or more years later I feel confident that laser hair removal has legs and that it is the right decision for mine. The way laser hair removal works, I discover in my research, is that pulses of highly concentrated light are emitted from the laser into the hair follicles. The pigment in the follicles absorbs the light and that destroys the hair. When I read that about 90 percent of laser hair removal patients who are good candidates for the procedure report permanent hair loss after an average of three to six sessions, I am sold. “Chewbacca be gone,” I vow to myself. “Next year, I am getting my legs lasered.”
I learned that in order to have bikini-worthy legs by Memorial Day I would need to start the laser process in peak tights-and-boots weather. So I book in for the dead of winter for my first of six appointments—six approximately, explains my nurse, to accommodate the hair’s growth cycles. “Hairs have a growth phase and also a resting and a falling-out phase,” she says. “Some of the hairs are not there right now because they are in the rest phase and not every hair will respond to the pulses.” Hence the need for multiple sessions, spaced about one month apart, the typical length of a hair-growth cycle.
So, my first visit; my nurse asks if my legs are shaven.“No!” I reply proudly, excited to show her that I wax instead. For some reason I am convinced this will impress her. “Hmm,” she frowns. “Well, okay. Let’s re-book.” When I protest, reminding her that I wax, rather than shave, she corrects me. “Yes,” she says, “but I need the legs to be clean-shaven for the laser so I have a follicle in place. It can’t be removed if we want to kill it off.” Well, there goes three years of waxing down the drain. I feel like an addict being forced off the wagon. For the next six months of my laser treatments, I begrudgingly shave my legs. But it’s amazing. The gaps in time, the reduction in hair thickness-i am a total believer. “What the hell else can i laser off?’ I’m thinking…
Outcome, totally overwhelmingly, WORTH IT.”
Hey, Thanks Marissa Moss! The Alchemists second that notion.
The whole process is a bit like whack-a-mole; it seems there’s always another hair to quash, but our staff is the best. No really, the BEST. We have the most calm, most methodical nurses. Our lasers are the highest grade & most forward in hair-removal technology. They move up and down the body in circles & straight lines (depending on your personal nurses steeeely), zappin those hairs away. The noise of the pulses is like the beat of a metronome or a very fast elevator that beeps at every floor. We offer you the jolly-jelly-stress-ball to hold, & you can even choose your own music if you like!
I mean, c’mon,what a deal?! Jolly-jelly-stress-ball annnnnnnnd Bowie while you beepbeepbeep!
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It’s better to burn out,
than fade away.xo